'So you are still the same in the end… I may be wishing for too much,' Long Zhen thought in his heart. He laughed at himself. Why would he believed that James Grind would spare him out of the assassination mission just once?
But it was obvious that it would never happen. James Grind was just like the rest of them, a spy and assassin ready to kill him just because it was their mission.
'Maybe I am only worthy when my head rolls on the ground,' Long Zhen mocked at himself. He stared at James Grind, who was still shocked because his trick had been seen through. Long Zhen chuckled and asked, "Why are you scared? You are the one who wants to entertain me. I guess this is part of your entertainment, huh?"
James Grind gulped, he tried to struggle, but once he struggled just a bit, Long Zhen tightened the grip on his wrist. It was so strong that James Grind thought his wrist would break. "Aaahhh! It hurts, it hurts!" James Grind yelled and then whimpered.
