"Yuemei!" Xiao Yang cried out, reaching to grab Hou Xiyu. But when he saw Lu Xiaotian's glance sweep over him, a chill ran down his spine. His hand stopped halfway, then eventually withdrew. Even his father was now suppressed by the other man, and even the Xiao family patriarch couldn't intimidate him. Xiao Yang was only a Golden Core Cultivator—not even enough for the other man to swat with a single palm.
"Daughters are destined to marry sooner or later. Once married, they're like water poured out—sooner or later, they belong to another family. If I lose my strength, I'll truly have no chance to turn things around." Seeing Hou Xiyu choked by Lu Xiaotian, Hou Lie didn't so much as lift an eyelid. He didn't say it aloud, but his transmission to Lu Xiaotian was utterly devoid of feeling.
"Seems I've been using the wrong methods. Don't waste my time with roundabout answers. Hand over Xiang Hua and Xiao Qiao together, and I'll give you pills to heal your injuries right now. If you refuse, even if you have some backup plan, I can take you with me to find them. It'll only cost me a little more time."
Lu Xiaotian studied Hou Lie again and realized he had truly underestimated the man's ruthlessness. Even a tiger wouldn't eat its cubs, but this man didn't care about Hou Xiyu at all. It wouldn't be easy to force him to give in. If one Nine-Turn Rebirth Pill could settle the matter, Lu Xiaotian would rather not make things too troublesome.
"Very well. Young Master Xiang and my son are close friends. They went together to a restaurant in Xiangdu for a drink. As for Yu Xiaoqiao, she's in the residence now. I'll have someone bring her over." Hou Lie spoke