Jia slowly turned and watched his black orbs twinkle with delight and joy. His lips curved into an eerie and dangerous smile as if she had fallen right into his trap.
Mingshen stood before her and smiled. "I guess you got a fetish for pointing sharp objects to people's necks."
Jia narrowed her eyes.
Why is he here? It must be freaking three AM! Does this monster not sleep?
Lu Bojing was so freaked out that his legs started trembling. He didn't even dare to meet his Boss's gaze.
I am dead. I am dead! I brought her outside, helping her flee. He is going to kill me! He will cut me up into pieces, he cried. I am going to join the room with the other research subjects!
"B-Boss…" he broke into a cold sweat. "I-I swear I really didn't want to b-bring her here…"
Mingshen snorted. "Of course I know you didn't. I am not blind. You know the consequences of trying to help her by your 'own' accord, don't you?"
He swallowed a gulp.
