Chapter 867: Master Yan, A Covert Move, Right?
The imposing figure of Landis cast a shadow over Ming Dailan.
He grasped her throat viciously, and words filled with resentment poured onto Ming Dailan’s face: "It’s because of you, Charlman wants to kill us all. Why did you have to go to Parma when everything was fine? If it weren’t for you, he wouldn’t have killed to silence anyone. Duchess, the one who truly deserves to die... is you!"
Ming Dailan had never in her life felt such a clear threat of impending death.
Her pupils dilated, and the choking sensation from having her throat held left her both shocked and enraged.
Fortunately, Yin Mo stepped forward in time and kicked Landis in the back of the knee, disarming his attack.
Ming Dailan stumbled back, collapsing onto the sofa, clutching her chest and taking deep breaths.
Landis winced in pain from his knee, his leg buckling and causing him to collide with the corner of the nearby table.
Ming Dailan supported herself with one hand on the sofa, her breath trembling, "Yin Mo, hand him over to the Knight Squad."
Yin Mo very subtly frowned; giving him to the Knight Squad would render Qi Zai’s arrangement futile.
She hesitated, but Landis laughed hoarsely.
The laugh was desolate, his eyes full of sarcasm and hatred, "You truly are undeserving of sympathy. No wonder Charlman wanted to kill your child and remove your uterus. You deserve this."
Ming Dailan’s breath abruptly stopped.