Qi Qingyao's eyes narrowed. "Do you really think you can atone for your mistake of murdering my sister's entire family with a few gifts?"
Li Ruoxuan tightened his jaw, though his gaze remained calm. He touched the black eyepatch on his right eye, then said sonorously, "I know you want to say something about how everyone is equal under the law, and if I really want to make amends, I should punish myself with disembowelment or something like that.
"But having said that, everyone knows that's not something I can do.
"So, I suggest you kill all my relatives! All my relatives are dead, and only my second aunt is left. You can go and kill her entire family. Is that fair enough for you?
"This is her address."
He got up, walked toward Qi Qingyao, and calmly took a pre-written note out of his sleeve. He placed it on the table next to her, then turned around and sat back down on his seat.