Grant's voice thundered down, resounding through the room. "What did you say? You want me to kneel and kowtow?"
Sanlong seemed to hear a huge joke and burst out laughing. "You? Who do you think you are? Let me tell you, even if you kneel now, it's too late!"
"There are ten seconds left," Grant said calmly, glancing at his watch.
He turned his head and gently took Delaney's hand. "Delaney, this house is too old. Let's move out first. I'll find you a place to stay."
"Uh-huh," Delaney nodded blankly.
The two opened the door and walked to the entrance.
"What, you still want to leave? Don't you want her to see you kneel?" Sanlong laughed and walked up, putting a hand on Grant's shoulder, trying to make him kneel.
Bang!
Grant suddenly turned sideways, grabbing his right hand and pushing forward.
Crack!
