"Brother, if she leaves, Mommy won't be able to wake up. She can't leave!" The little boy held Cheng Jinyan's hand and said, "Brother, Mommy has to wake up. Father and I aren't afraid of others. We have people and guns. If her husband comes, we'll just fight him."
"What a boastful thing to say for a child." Jiang Yao looked at the three or four-year-old boy in a new light.
"I believe the Divine Doctor won't do that. If she does, isn't she afraid that you and your family will fall into our hands?" Jiang Yao's threat was intolerable to Master Cheng, so he spoke again with a much harsher tone. "Little Girl, since you are standing here, you have no choice."
"Auntie, we still have your family in our hands. If you don't listen to us obediently, we will kill her!" The little boy's eyes were filled with killing intent. That child's words and gaze were shocking.