The young man with scanty gaze looked at the blood-muddled face of He Lingxiang, who was lying on the floor. Gu Xingze then elegantly crouched beside him, held him up by the strip of his hair, which was heavily stained with blood, and asked in a hollow voice, "Is it painful?"
He Lingxiang heard him clearly and shook his head hurriedly.
"Oh? Is it not painful," he smilingly asked, "or have I been merciful?"
The man on the floor could only gulp in fear. Should he nod or shake his head at that?!
Those around the two were currently shaking in fear. Gu Xingze, in contrast, did not realize how terrifying he was right now. His usually dignified and restrained self was nowhere to be seen, as his vicious personality had taken over and was now dominating all four corners of the room. Silence reigned among them; no one dared to make a sound!
He stood up and coldly ordered, "Answer my questions, understand?"
He Lingxiang vigorously nodded his head!
