"Spare me, spare my life, I beg you... spare me..."
Jin Zeyang was so frightened he felt his soul leave his body, kneeling on the ground, continuously kowtowing and pleading for mercy.
However, Qin Yi's gaze was indifferent, without a trace of emotion. The glass shards floating in the air seemed to be given life. As long as Qin Yi flicked his fingers slightly, a piece of glass would spear through Jin Zeyu, causing a burst of blood.
"The most terrifying thing about people is ignorance, ignorance is a crime. I truly don't understand the point of your existence," Qin Yi said blandly.
Jin Zeyu was scared to the point of wetting himself, desperately kowtowing for forgiveness.
Qin Yi's lips pressed tightly together, his peripheral vision swept over to Wang Kai, who was pretending to be dead on the ground.
Wang Kai's chest had collapsed, several ribs shattered, scared out of his wits. Seeing Jin Zeyang's miserable state, he wisely chose to feign death.
