Supreme Heir Son-in-law

Chapter 900: I Hate the Way You Look at Me

In an instant, Brother Qian felt something was amiss. He instinctively followed his gut and retreated a few steps, putting some distance between himself and Xu Ke.

"What do you mean?"

Seeing the man’s wary demeanor, Xu Ke instead laughed. "Have you sensed something?"

When Xu Ke wasn’t smiling, Brother Qian just had his doubts. But now, with Xu Ke’s smile, Brother Qian’s doubts were confirmed. "What are you planning? I have a partnership with your Brother Zhao. If you lay a hand on me, have you considered the consequences?" As he spoke, he kept retreating, clearly wary of Xu Ke.

"So what? You paid the money, and even if you die, someone else will quickly replace you. It won’t affect the businesses of the powers behind us, so don’t think of yourself as irreplaceable." Xu Ke mercilessly stabbed the opponent in the chest, making Brother Qian’s face turn colorful like a palette. His gaze at Xu Ke lost its former admiration and now looked at him as if he were someone detestable.

"Why? Why are you looking at me like that?" Xu Ke stepped closer, saying.

"Why attack me? I haven’t done anything to offend you." Brother Qian looked at Xu Ke, puzzled.

"I don’t like the way you look at me. It makes me uncomfortable." Xu Ke replied, raising an eyebrow.

During their conversation, Brother Qian kept moving toward the coffee table in the living room, remembering there was a fruit knife placed there.

Back in the private room, seeing Xu Ke’s skills, Brother Qian knew that if it came to hand-to-hand combat, he stood no chance against Xu Ke. But with a weapon in hand, the outcome was uncertain. This was why Brother Qian kept feigning weakness, trying to buy time by sealing Xu Ke.

As his hand touched the knife, his eyebrow twitched, and a hint of joy flashed in his eyes. Even though the sharp blade cut his finger, he held on tighter, his gaze becoming more menacing, making Xu Ke finally feel a bit entertained, rather than utterly unaccomplished.

Brother Qian thought Xu Ke didn’t notice, but Xu Ke’s position allowed him to see all his little movements. "Stop hiding and teasing. If you want the knife, just take it. I’ve seen all your little actions, and if I intended to stop you, I would have done so already." Xu Ke said.

Upon hearing Xu Ke’s words, Brother Qian’s face turned red and pale, realizing his assumed clever actions were all seen by the opponent, making his face burn in shame.

With Xu Ke having pointed it out, Brother Qian stopped pretending, turned around, openly gripping the knife, pointing its tip at Xu Ke.

"I know I can’t beat you empty-handed, but now I have a knife, and you won’t gain the upper hand. Why don’t we each take a step back? I genuinely like you, but if you don’t reciprocate, I won’t force it, and I haven’t done anything excessive to you. Let’s bury the hatchet and act like nothing happened, keeping today’s events between us. How about it?" Brother Qian tentatively suggested.

"What you say makes some sense. I’m not at a disadvantage, but I told you I hate the way you look at me. It makes me uncomfortable, it nauseates me." Xu Ke found a place to sit, showing complete disregard for Brother Qian.

How could Brother Qian tolerate being repeatedly dismissed by someone? Though the room currently held only the two of them, if neither of them spoke out, no outsider would know of their embarrassment. But Brother Qian couldn’t accept his pride being trampled by Xu Ke again and again.

Brother Qian’s hand trembled while holding the knife, causing the blade pointing at Xu Ke to shake as well, looking far less intimidating and instead somewhat cowardly. This wiped out the last of Brother Qian’s remaining aura.

"Are you really not planning to let me go tonight just because of that?" Brother Qian asked Xu Ke in disbelief.

"If I let you go, will you let me go?" Xu Ke asked, meeting Brother Qian’s eyes.

"Why wouldn’t I? We’re partners, after all." To show his sincerity, Brother Qian even forced a relatively gentle smile.

Xu Ke looked at Brother Qian with the expression one might reserve for a circus clown, finding his staged smile amusing.

"I have to say, that expression looks quite hilarious on you." Xu Ke’s words wiped the smile clean off Brother Qian’s face.

"But I’m not an idiot. If I let you go, I’m probably not far from dying, given that those three people you sent to deal with were meant for me. Do you think I’m dumb enough to believe such a clumsy lie and willingly ruin myself for it? Are you crazy or am I?" Xu Ke said, looking at him mockingly.

The atmosphere once again fell into a deadlock, though it was Brother Qian who found himself in a bind, while Xu Ke was merely there to enjoy the show, like a cat playing with a mouse. He wasn’t keen on killing him right away but wanted to hear what startling words the man might utter.

But as he watched the man freeze for a while and not say anything astonishing, Xu Ke frowned with dissatisfaction. "Do you have nothing else to say? I thought you had a lot more to say, but clearly, I overestimated you. If you have nothing to say, it’s my turn, isn’t it?"

"I have nothing to say to you, and nothing I want to hear." Brother Qian only felt disgust looking at Xu Ke’s face, a face he once liked. He didn’t know why, but now he could only feel repulsion, barely stopping himself from wanting to punch it again.

"Rest assured, I’m not one to talk much. I prefer action over words." Xu Ke said, finally showing his first genuine smile since entering the room.