Love You for the Rest of My Life-Chapter 1448: Have you figured out what the young master does?

"I..." Old Miao seemed deeply troubled, finally making up his mind, he said resolutely, "Jin Ye, if you absolutely refuse to agree to my request, then forgive my shamelessness. I will have to go after your wife."

"Threatening me?" Nangong Jin raised a hint of a smile, though it didn’t reach his eyes. "Old Miao, do you think too little of me?"

After speaking, Nangong Jin glanced at Xiaowu, who nodded respectfully. "Yes, Jin Ye."

Immediately, Xiaowu took out his phone, dialed, though it was uncertain whom he called, and then handed the phone to Nangong Jin with utmost respect.

Nangong Jin took the phone.

Old Miao furrowed his brow in confusion, but then heard Nangong Jin speak into the phone, "Is everything taken care of?"

Whatever was said on the other end of the call elicited a faint smile from Nangong Jin—a smile, to be honest, that was stunning.

Old Miao was puzzled, yet unease crept into his heart. From Nangong Jin’s words and his poised demeanor, Old Miao seemed to sense something was wrong.

Nangong Jin stared coldly at Old Miao, a chilling smirk pulling at his lips, as frigid and venomous as an African serpent. "I’ve already given you a chance. I don’t have time to waste on you anymore. You cannot threaten me."

With that, he tapped on the phone and then tossed it onto the table.

Old Miao hesitantly looked at the phone. Instantly, his face turned pale, and his lips began to tremble.

The video on the phone showed his entire Miao Family being captured, each person with a gun to their head.

"Jin Ye..." Old Miao looked at Nangong Jin in panic, utterly flustered and at a loss for what to do.

Nangong Jin smirked, a self-assured and wild grin, shedding any signs of his prior "helplessness" under threat.

Standing up, he leisurely slid his hands into his trouser pockets. His tall and slender figure radiated an alluring yet ominous air, resembling Shura himself. 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

The expression on his face carried an indescribable blend of cool arrogance and unbridled audacity—ruthless and unapologetically defiant in every sense.

His thin, crimson lips curved into a particularly mocking sneer as he spoke, "Come to threaten me? Did you bother to figure out who the hell I am?"

Looking like the epitome of arrogance, his aura was brazen, domineering, exuding a palpable, divine presence—except he was more akin to a God of Darkness than anything holy.

His gaze was bitterly cold, yet eerily composed. As he fixed his eyes on Old Miao again, his voice cut through the tension like a blade, "Old Miao, I let the matter from ten years ago slide out of a shred of sentimentality. But now, you dare try to threaten me? Did you find this enjoyable? Well, since you’ve had your fun, now you must pay the price. Because I’m not amused."

Saying this last line, he smiled—a smile sinister as a demon’s, filled with overwhelming venom.

Old Miao was completely stunned, unable to fathom how Nangong Jin had acted so swiftly.

He stared at Nangong Jin in shock. "How... how did you...?"

"What, surprised that I have influence in Miaojiang too?" Nangong Jin sneered. "There’s far more about me that you don’t know. I’m done wasting words with you. People like you disgust me just by existing. Xiaowu, handle him."

After finishing his sentence, Nangong Jin turned to leave.

"Jin Ye!" Old Miao suddenly panicked, scrambling forward to kneel at Nangong Jin’s feet. "Mercy, Jin Ye, please have mercy! Don’t destroy my entire family!"

"Now you’re desperate?" Nangong Jin chuckled, his tone light but dripping with menace. "Too late. Old Miao, you’re so ridiculously naive. Did you really think you could threaten me? Let me be clear: the reason I wasted so much time talking to you was purely to stall for time. Did you honestly think I couldn’t deal with you? Then you’ve underestimated me far too much. The Gu-Witch Tribe? I’ve never considered them worth my attention. And you—a mere trickster—think you can pose a threat to me?"