Compared to the amount of fear that filled the mayor's heart, the pain from losing his finger was nothing. If he couldn't perform well, he wouldn't only lose his fingers.
"Good that you know your place. Now, where was I?" The young man sneered as he looked at the terrified mayor.
Playing with the bloody finger, the young man threw it into his mouth, chewing it until he swallowed the bloody mush of flesh and bones. The disgusting sight instantly caused the mayor to grab his mouth tightly with his hand to hold back from vomiting.
Seeing the mayor's almost frail appearance, the young man simply shook his head with disappointment. When he had accepted this mission from the sect missions list, he had thought the targets would be more exciting.
