Meng Fei was in so much pain that he was sweating, but he still gritted his teeth and looked at Ye Feng.
"You want to force me to slander Young Master Ye? Dream on. I did everything. Even if you kill me, I'll say the same thing."
Ye Feng sneered: "With your intelligence, you can't think of such a stupid idea. What I want to ask is, how will you report to Ye Chengze after you complete the mission?"
"I won't tell you. Kill me if you dare." Meng Fei sneered.
Ye Feng's expression darkened. "I will give you one last chance. You better tell me the truth."
Meng Fei looked at him like he was a fool. "Don't you understand human language? I'm not even afraid of death, why would I be afraid of your threat? If you have any tricks up your sleeve, just show them. Let's see if I'll say a word."
Ye Feng smiled again. "You have never died before, and you dare to say that you are not afraid of death? Then I'll let you experience what true death is."
