Chapter 363
Zeng Li was the treasure of the family, the most cherished by the grandfather and dearly loved by her parents.
For Zeng Yingrong, his younger sister was his achilles heel; whoever touched her, died!
Hearing his sister’s words, Zeng Yingrong’s eyes, sharp as a hawk’s, locked onto Lu Xiaotian.
He strode towards Lu Xiaotian.
At that moment, Lu Xiaotian felt that this man, nearly 1.9 meters tall, was like a mountain, his oppressive presence suffocating, making it almost impossible to breathe.
"I, I, I didn’t..."
"Crack!"
Before he could finish his sentence, his neck was gripped by Zeng Yingrong.
His body, weighing over a hundred kilos, was lifted off the ground by Zeng Yingrong’s arm.
He flailed his arms, trying to pry Zeng Yingrong’s hand open.
But Zeng Yingrong’s arm was immovable, strong as a vise.