"Ah! Don't, don't kill me ...!"
His neck was pressed against the sharp blade, only to feel the skin cut and ooze out blood, the pain caused him to cry out in shock, his body stiffened and did not dare to move around a bit, lest the sharp one that was pressed against his neck would slit his throat.
"Speak! Where did you sell them to!" Hao'er roared once more, as the murderous intent in his eyes grew heavier.
"I, I, I resold them, have, have transported them overnight to the imperial capital ... arghhhh!" Just as his voice fell, the dagger in Hao'er's hand slashed, blood splattered out at the same time, and the man fell down with a miserable scream.
"Arghhhhh!"
Seeing this scene, the other people were so shocked that their eyes widened and they scattered into several directions to escape, but how could Hao'er, who had been aroused by the killing intent in his heart, allow them to escape?
