Nangong Jin narrowed his eyes slightly, slowly sat on the sofa, and with a flick of his fingers, the gun spun deftly twirling twice before he tucked it back at his waist.
He didn’t speak, and Old Miao wasn’t in a hurry either.
Nangong Jin felt restless and anxious, pulled out a cigarette, placed it between his lips, lit it, and took a deep drag. Only after that did he calm down, his eyes darkening more than ever, as if exuding a hint of dark energy.
After a long silence, Nangong Jin spoke plainly, "I won’t agree. If you dare lay a finger on my wife, I’ll wipe out your entire Miaojiang. If you don’t believe me, go ahead and try."
Having said that, he pressed the phone button and said coldly, "Come in, arrest him."
Just as he finished speaking, the door opened immediately, and four or five burly men burst in, all holding guns.
Xiaowu stepped forward and said respectfully, "Master Jin."
Seeing the situation, Old Miao was not nervous, instead, he spoke straightforwardly, "I know Master Jin is capable, but even if you arrest me, there will still be someone targeting your wife. I hope you consider carefully. The stakes are too high; consider whether you can afford to gamble. There’s a kind of curse we ancient shamans have, called the Union Yin Curse. Use it on a woman, and she will become extremely promiscuous, constantly craving coupling**. If this curse is placed on your wife, I’m afraid even if you are vigorous, you won’t be able to satisfy her."
After laughing, Nangong Jin nodded, "Should I tell my wife I’m going to guard a grave for someone else? How would you regard my wife? Old Miao, has water gone into your brain? How can you be so shameless to this degree? I’ll say it one last time, this is impossible, there’s no room for negotiation, whatever curse you try, I’m not afraid. But this matter is not happening! I saved a wolf; today I won’t hold it against you. You better speedily get out of the capital, and I’ll pretend this never happened, otherwise, I’ll definitely ensure your Miao Family is annihilated."
Nangong Jin’s words were not doubted by Old Miao, but subconsciously he still felt that however great Nangong Jin’s power is, his influence doesn’t extend into the Miaojiang region, so he still held a glimmer of hope.
"Master Jin..." Old Miao spoke up again, this time kneeling straight before Nangong Jin, his voice heavy, "I beg you."
"Begging me is useless." Nangong Jin spoke disdainfully, "I am neither a god nor a hero; I have done everything I can for this matter. Old Miao, if you push me any further, it’s you who’s being unethical."

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