"You don't need your eyes to answer my questions, do you?" Cane asked lightly, as he entered the cell and approached Mason.
Cane's question made it clear that he didn't take pity on him. He would extort an answer from him even if it meant he had to leave him half dead by the end of this.
"KILL ME! KILL ME! IF YOU DARE! KILL ME!" Mason roared, immense anger flashed in his eyes, but there was a thread of fear as well when he saw the red tip of the iron rod.
How ironic! Even after Cane got tired of saying those exact words, they kept him alive in the past. Because death was so easy, while being alive was the real torture.
Cane lit up the fireplace not only to warm this cell, but also to heat this rod. When Mason thought Cane was giving him time and looked so patient to wait for his answer, it was actually him waiting for the iron rod to be ready, so he could use it.
