Upon hearing Chu Zhongtian's words, Han Qiaoqiao froze, her beautiful eyes staring blankly at him. Chu Zhongtian didn't say a word, simply sitting there in silence. For a moment, time seemed to stand still.
After a good ten minutes, Han Qiaoqiao finally came to her senses, her face flushed red with anger.
"Have you figured it out?" Chu Zhongtian asked indifferently, noting her expression.
"I understand," Han Qiaoqiao said, her eyes filled with barely concealed rage.
"Since you understand, don't be fooled again. As for you dealing with Lin Kuang, or rather, using my influence to deal with him, I don't care. But when you decided to go after him, did you investigate his background?
"I can tell you very clearly, this Lin Kuang is no ordinary person. If you push him into a corner, he'd dare to kill someone right here in the club," Chu Zhongtian said again, his calm tone holding a strange undertone.
Hearing his words, Han Qiaoqiao's expression faltered, her eyes wide with shock.
