Yang Qingshan still said the same thing, he wouldn't hand it over; he just didn't believe Ling Tianyu had the guts to kill his own son. It was merely a scare tactic, did he really think he couldn't see through it?
"Someone daring to kill my son hasn't been born yet, and you think you qualify?"
The answer Ling Tianyu got remained unchanged. A glint of cold light flashed in his eyes. Did they really think he didn't dare kill, or what?
"I don't want to kill people, but if you damn force me, then I'll show you by killing one."
"Clang!"
Although the cleaver wasn't as sharp as a knife, it could still kill a person; even slitting someone's throat would be very easy.
Ling Tianyu jerked the cleaver in his hand, prepared to slash across his son's neck, to let him know whether he dared or not.
There was nothing in this world he didn't dare to do; it was only a matter of whether he wanted to do it.