If the red-haired man did not feel a trace of anger, that would be impossible. Lin Se was killed, and though the person is dead, he did not care much. After all, Lin Se was merely a follower, not someone significant.
However, what just happened left him feeling quite resentful. His follower was killed, and he was told to get lost in front of others—losing face, not just a little bit, but completely, especially in front of his beloved. His dignity was obliterated.
The red-haired man takes great pride in his conduct before Qiao Ya, never having done anything embarrassing, nor ever losing face, always being in the spotlight wherever he goes.
Ling Tianyu's gaze was terrifying. It was impossible for him to suffer such a hidden loss.
"Making me lose face before Qiao Ya—I don't care who you are, you must die." The red-haired man spoke venomously, starting to search for Ling Tianyu's figure.
