Song Sinian looked at the message on his phone, his black eyes squinting in the depth of the night.
He turned and glanced once more at Lu Zhaozhao, who had already fallen asleep, then after a slight hesitation, he typed a line on his phone, "I can tell you where the person is, but you have to leave a survivor."
He didn't want the scumbag who had harmed Lu Zhaozhao to die so easily.
He wanted him to atone for what he had done for the rest of his life.
"No problem, I'm not so merciful as to let him off easily," Xia Wenmo replied quickly with a message.
At first, when Xia Wenmo learned that Lu Zhaozhao was his sister, he was very dissatisfied with his brother-in-law, Song Sinian.
Their family's cherished darling had married another man without ever feeling the warmth of familial affection.
He had a tough time accepting that.
Later, he had inquired about Song Sinian and disliked everything about this unemotional man.
