บท 50: Qi Yu Owes You Nothing

Qi He's expression grew increasingly terrifying. His eyes were dark and profound, like two pools of indelible ink, his brow furrowed tightly, and his fingers clenched into fists.

He seemed like a taut string, on the verge of snapping from any further provocation.

Ning Jin, oblivious to her peril, continued to scream at him, "Qi He, you've wronged my parents! You've wronged me!"

The string snapped.

Qi He abruptly stood up, his raised foot aimed at Ning Jin's chest. 

Ning Jin let out a high-pitched scream, shielding her head and face with her hands.

With a curse between gritted teeth, Qi He kicked over the coffee table in front of him. The heavy glass table shattered into countless pieces.

Ning Jin, pale and trembling, collapsed onto the floor. Had that kick landed on her, she would certainly have met her death.