At this moment, Fan Kun quickly pulled out the bloody knife and stabbed it into his body once more. The speed was so fast that it gave no time to think.
"No! I beg you, no!!" Mo Qiansu cried and pleaded, her voice trembling with fear.
"Susu, no need to beg him, I'm fine!"
If Gu Xuanye really fought back, Fan Kun wouldn't stand a chance. But the reason he didn't retaliate now was purely to avoid provoking Fan Kun, in case another explosion harmed the innocent.
"Gu Yan's son sure has guts, huh?" Fan Kun clicked his tongue twice, "It's fine after two stabs, so do you want to see how many more stabs your body can take before you die?!"
"No—" Mo Qiansu shook her head vigorously, "Dad, I beg you, please spare Gu Xuanye!"
This "Dad" made Fan Kun's back stiffen and his hand holding the knife paused slightly. A certain subtle emotion in his eyes flashed by quickly.
