*unedited
The man put the lip of the pipe between his lips. Blowing out the smoke, he was peering at the man who jolted in his place.
His hands were stretched up and tied to the bed, and his legs were dragged to the sides and tied downward. His wound was wrapped and the scent of remedy teased his nose.
Subsequently, the man showed a reaction, "don't move if you want to live longer!"
His voice was rough and rusty as if it was rotten metal rubbing on stone.
The man was scared, he couldn't use magic! Who was this man? His icy grey eyes were speaking of him being a magician.
"Who are you?"
He stammered and swallowed. His lips were tattered and dry as he lost too much blood.
"I am a ghost, you tell me! Who are you?"
He couldn't reveal his identity, even if he survived this man, it would be leader Xiao Wei who would kill him.
"Who cares about that?"
