Fact proved.
Harsh.
It made people fear.
Even those indifferent to life and death trembled in their hearts when facing a true hardliner, fighters looked innocent, but the chill in their eyes cut to the bone.
The room was quite warm.
But he felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave.
And what also penetrated his bones was the dagger that made him continuously lose blood.
Just as he had thought.
In the eyes of the fighters, his life was insignificant; their existence was to serve Tang Qing alone, to everyone else but Tang Qing's relatives and friends, they were merely Pedestrian A.
And Tang Qing's enemies.
They were their targets to be eliminated.
"Get someone to stop my bleeding. You can't do this to me," the leader shouted.
"Why can't we?"
The fighter retorted.
"I have information you need. Honestly, now that I'm in your hands, I accept it. Huaxia has always been forbidden territory for people like us. I never believed it before, now I do."
This flattery.
Not bad.
