"Err..." Murphy looked at his near-naked body and then shook his head. "No."
"So I can't let you go."
"Why? Didn't you promise me that you'll let me go if I tell you the truth?"
"But how would I know you weren't lying?"
"I really didn't lie."
"Then show me some proof."
"I don't have any."
Chen Zhao looked helpless. "Look, you can't prove yourself, and you've discovered my secrets. What do you think I should do?"
"Kill me... No, don't kill me."
"See? You know that the correct option is to kill you, so you can't blame me."
Hellhound and Little Nine approached Murphy. Suddenly, he sprang up from the floor.
Chen Zhao was stunned. Then, Murphy crawled on the wall like a gecko.
He attempted to run upstairs, but Chen Zhao was at the stairs. Once Murphy got in range, Chen Zhao lifted his leg and kicked him.
Thud!
