Fang Han wasn't worried that the beautiful woman would call for help once he let her speak.
She couldn't cry out faster than his Force Qi could move.
The slightest movement in her throat, and he would end her life with Force Qi.
Fang Han stood where he was, gazing at her with cool indifference.
Not a trace of emotion stirred in his eyes. He looked at her as if she were already a corpse.
A faint smile even lingered on his face. When the woman met his gaze, a chill ran down her back.
She felt as though, in this young man's eyes, she was already dead.
The fear strangled her newfound urge to call for help before it could leave her throat.
Her throat felt dry and raw, and even her breathing grew cautious.
Silence stretched for a moment.
The woman let out a long, fragrant breath. Though she couldn't move, she looked at Fang Han with her lovely eyes and said softly:
"I don't know what happened between you and Xiao Ran, but I do want to tell you that provoking the Xiao Family isn't wise."
As she spoke, her moist almond eyes stayed fixed on Fang Han's face, trying to read something there. But his young face remained utterly unruffled.
"The Xiao Family's foundations are beyond anything you can imagine!"
She paused, then spoke with more force, as if emphasizing a fact everyone ought to know.
"You don't seem reckless to me. You've accomplished so much at such a young age. You should understand what I mean."
Whatever her reasons, the woman had mustered her courage, and her first words had been to urge Fang Han not to act rashly.
That surprised him.
He could tell she was genuinely trying to persuade him.
Her voice was