“S-sir, I, I promise I’ll change my ways. I-I won’t gamble anymore, I swear,” Xiao Zihao stammered.

“Compared to your own life, it seems that you don’t care about your mother’s life at all,” Yan Jin said.

Cold sweat immediately began rolling off of Xiao Zihao. Shivering, he slid off the chair with a pom and knelt on the ground.

He was so scared that he couldn’t meet the gaze of the person in front of him.

If he looked into Yan Jin’s eyes, Yan ...