The pain, sharp and piercing, felt like a searing brand on my neck as the person in front of me gripped it with cruel intensity. It was a feeling of impending explosion, a throbbing sensation that threatened to overwhelm me.,When Murong Qiao saw this, he was very distressed and immediately let go of Zi'an. He changed to holding Xia Wan'er up gently.,Zi'an had firmly remembered this voice. His experience as a special agent told him that the voice belonged to Xia Chengxiang, his biological father.。