Indeed greedy, no wonder Great Grandfather grows so infuriated at the mention of this father and son, gritting his teeth in anger.
Qin Yishan stood up, still angry, "If you won't help, you have no right to interfere with my matters."
Qin Yize remained unmoved. He sat in the chair, looking at his cousin, word by word, "Qin Yishan, let me tell you, if you commit an illegal act, I will personally send you to prison."
"You... you dare?"
"As long as you dare to do it, I dare to catch you," Qin Yize's voice was calm, yet it carried an intimidating oppressiveness, "I will not let you dishonor the Qin Family."
Qin Yishan's face turned pale, his heart pounding.
He glared at Qin Yize hatefully.
The look in the other's eyes, though seemingly calm, was like a sword formed of frost.
After a few seconds of true eye contact, he was overwhelmed by that intense aura and backed down.
