Chen Qianmo swept a glance over the entire living room and continued, "Second, whoever lays a hand on Ruoruo will pay a price!"
Before anyone could see clearly, a cold glint flashed in Chen Qianmo's hand, and he was already holding a very sharp dagger.
His dagger flew toward the old Chen family master at an extremely fast speed.
It grazed the old man's ear, passing closely by his head, and buried itself deep into the far wall behind him.
The Chen Family estate covered a very large area, and the living room was also enormous, with the sofa where the old man sat at the center of the room.
Yet, when the dagger was thrown, it traversed the entire living room and embedded deeply into the wall.
This showed just how astonishing Chen Qianmo's arm strength was.
Despite remaining very composed, the old Chen family master couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.