"Lu Dagui, have I been too generous with you? Who do you think you have to thank for the fact that the Lu Group is still alive?"
Song Sinian's eyes were filled with menace as they bore into Lu Dagui, his large hand gripping Lu's throat like an iron band.
His face instantly turned a deep red, yet he couldn't utter a word.
Lu Dagui felt the blood in his head come to a standstill, and he desperately tried to pry Song Sinian's hand away, but it was utterly futile.
Watching his hands go limp and droop, Zhao Xi was truly terrified.
While pulling on Song Sinian, he shouted from the side, "Sir, this could easily frighten your wife!"
Hearing this, Song Sinian slowly released his grip, but his bloodthirsty gaze remained fixed on Lu Dagui.
"You should be grateful my wife has a kind heart; otherwise, your entire Lu Family wouldn't even know how you died. One must be aware of one's limitations, and if you lack shame, at least know your bounds."