Subduing Trash (2)

"Dad, Dad, what are we going to do?" Feng Yanli's face was crumpled with pain from the fall, but when she heard footsteps coming toward her like a death warrant, she tugged at Father Feng in horror and panic, on the verge of tears.

Father Feng was already scared out of his wits and his forehead was dripping with cold sweat. When Feng Yanli tugged at him, he slapped her in annoyance and roared, "Unfilial daughter, it's all your fault!"

Father Feng wiped at the cold sweat on his forehead and tried to suppress his panic as he rustled up a wan smile. He looked up at Chi Shuyan, and his heart tightened in fear with that one glance.

Feng Yanli also looked up, before she turned her face away in horror.

Chi Shuyan was holding the knife in her hand. The blade glinted coldly in front of their eyes. Against the light, Chi Shuyan's beautiful, peerless face was shrouded in shadow; to Father Feng and Feng Yanli, she looked like a devil that had crawled out of hell.