Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
The air in the shipâs cabin froze once Mo Yongheng had spoken.
Before Tan Bengbeng could realize the meaning behind his words, Qi Yan, who was sitting on the sofa, had already narrowed his pair of devilish eyes. At the same time, his gaze became chilly.
A treacherous ray of light lay subtly beneath that gaze.
âYou did not have good intentions! Since I am not a suitable one, then you must be a good fit, yeah?â Qi Yan slammed the coffee table and stood up in anger.
He had felt a little queasy back when they were on the deck.
He was the owner of this cruise ship, and he was also the one who had developed the antidote to save Mo Chengxian. However, Mo Yongheng had disregarded him the entire time.
He was the renowned âKing of Medicineâ, but why did he not have any sense of presence?
The reason lay here.
Mo Yongheng indeed had an ulterior motive toward his Bengbeng, and he had even attempted to drive a wedge between them right in front of him.
He was seriously courting death.
âThrow him into the sea to feed the sharks!â
In a fit of anger, Qi Yan raised his chin and dished out the instruction to his bodyguards beside him.
When enemies come face to face with each other, their eyes blaze with hatred.
If he did not get rid of him now, should he wait for the Lunar New Year to pass to do so?
The moment the bodyguards heard Qi Yanâs instructions, they walked forward immediately and got ready to capture Mo Yongheng.
Mo Yongheng, who was sitting on the sofa, did not display a single hint of fear on his face when he heard what Qi Yan said.
Instead, he raised his eyebrows and cast Qi Yan a glance. He seemed to be saying: Look, you do not deserve her!
That look made Qi Yan instantly mad.
âWhat are you all waiting for? Throw him into the sea now! Right now! Immediately!â
âYes!â
Just as the bodyguards were about to grab Mo Yonghengâs shoulders, Tan Bengbeng had stood up and bellowed in a chilly tone.
âYoung Master Yongheng is a guest, what are you guys trying to do?â
ââ¦â
They were not trying to do anything; it was their Master who wanted them to throw Mo Yongheng into the sea.
The two bodyguards were dumbfounded by the scolding.
However, it was widely known now that Tan Bengbeng was the darling in Qi Yanâs heart and no one could afford to offend her.
At that moment, the two bodyguards stared at each other and neither of them had the guts to take any action.
The two grown men were in such a difficult position that they were about to cry!
âWhy are you still protecting him? Do you also agree with what he said?â Qi Yan gritted his teeth in anger when he saw that Tan Bengbeng was stopping him.
Come to think of it, she had known Mo Yongheng longer than she had known him.
Furthermore, both of them had placed their heart and soul into serving the elderly head as well as the heir of the Mo Family, and they would surely have more common topics to talk about compared to him.
Perhaps they even had a childhood agreement with each otherâ¦
The more Qi Yan thought of it, the more depressed he felt.
He knew that Mo Yongheng had to die today!
Just as he was about to tell his bodyguards to throw Mo Yongheng out, Tan Bengbeng had already pulled him back.
She said in a low voice gently, âStop your nonsense, saving the elderly headâs life is our priority now!â
She spoke in a slightly soothing tone.
As the fire in Qi Yan extinguished a little, Mo Yongheng said in a voice filled with disdain, âWhat other abilities do you have apart from using violence on others and forcing them to surrender to you? Indeed, you do not deserve Bengbeng.â
âF*cking hell!â Qi Yan exploded in an instant!
Tan Bengbeng could not manage to stop him and could only watch helplessly as he jumped over the coffee table in just a second and leaped onto Mo Yonghengâs body. Reaching out, he tugged on the collar of his shirt and pulled him roughly!
He gnashed his teeth and said, âDo you believe that I could kill you right now!â
And tear him into pieces!
The expressions of the bodyguards around Qi Yan changed the moment they heard this sentence.
Qi Yan wasnât joking when he said he would kill.
Everyone knew that his actions were controlled by his temperament, and those who offended him would not have a good ending.
Even though none of them had witnessed Qi Yan killing someone, no one dared to provoke him since he was the King of Hell.