Jiang Boya, upon hearing those words, immediately thought of something. His expression grew more anxious and, without saying more to Jiang Feng, he hurriedly left the hospital room.
He drove directly to the address Kang Li had mentioned before. Along the way, even though he tried hard to control his emotions, he couldn’t help but slam his hand on the steering wheel several times.
It was his forgetfulness about time, the matters concerning Jiang Boxun had made him lose track of it. He forgot that Kang Li only had to be observed at the hospital for half a day. If he didn’t see her soon, the damned Jiang Boxun would wait for his wrath!
A dark glint passed through Jiang Boya’s eyes, his expression unusually cold.
More than two hours later,
"What exactly do you want to do? I’m already locked up here, what more could you possibly want?"
Not having found Kang Li and learning that she had already returned to her country, Jiang Boya drove to the detention center. Upon seeing Jiang Boxun, he started beating him without a word.
"What am I not satisfied with? If it weren’t for you wanting me dead, would I have ended up here?"
Boya landed another heavy punch in Boxun’s abdomen. Behind his glasses, his eyes emitted a fierce, cold gleam. Grabbing Boxun by the hair, he uttered each word distinctly, "If it were up to me, you wouldn’t be here; you’d be lying six feet under!"
"You..."
Jiang Boxun’s face was bruised and swollen, and every part of his body hurt. Hearing Jiang Boya’s words, he shivered uncontrollably, but soon regained his composure, freed his hair, spat some blood on the ground, and said:
"Jiang Boya, I didn’t mean to harm you, otherwise, do you think you and Jiang Feng would still be alive?"
"We managed to survive by sheer luck, saved in time by kind-hearted people," Boya replied.
With that, Jiang Boya kicked Boxun hard, knocking him to the ground. His voice was detached: "Your uncles have already been driven out of the manor by me. Their fate from now on depends on their own abilities. As for you... reflect well here!"
With those words, unwilling to spare Jiang Boxun another glance, Jiang Boya casually adjusted the cuff of his suit before decisively turning and walking away.
"No, I do not agree!"
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