As if oblivious to the blatant mockery in Qin Fan's eyes, Kang Xiaohai let out an arrogant snort. With utter contempt, he sneered, "You can always say no! I get it. After all, you're used to being a coward, aren't you? Kneel, kowtow three times, and bark like a dog! Do that, and I'll let you go!"
Kneel, kowtow, bark like a dog… Qin Fan had endured such humiliations more times than he could count in his previous life. Remembering that history of disgrace, an endless list of humiliations, he couldn't help but shake his head with a smile. It was a smile that seemed to reminisce about the past, but one tinged more with regret.
A glint of cold resolve flashed across his handsome face. With lightning speed, Qin Fan shot his hand out and seized Kang Xiaohai's throat, catching him completely off guard. "You aren't worthy of a duel with me," he said in a frigid tone. "Let's play something a little more... thrilling."
