Bo Sihan had a special way of punishing traitors. He could not let the other party die, but he could make them suffer a mental breakdown.
Usually, the punishment for traitors was carried out in the basement.
Like a frightened little rabbit, Mu Wanwan looked at her surroundings in horror.
There was only one lamp in the dark basement, emitting a faint yellow light that barely illuminated the surrounding environment.
Bo Sihan was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed like a king. Not far from him, there was a person curled up on the ground.
The man was almost twisted into the shape of a shrimp. Mu Wanwan could not see his face, but his body was covered in wounds as if he had been bitten by a wild beast.
Fang Xun stood beside the man, holding the leash of three powerful Tibetan Mastiffs in his hands.
Mu Wanwan knew what was going on with the person lying on the ground just by looking at the three Tibetan Mastiffs.
The intense smell of blood made Mu Wanwan's face turn pale, and her body trembled slightly.
Fang Xun glanced at Bo Sihan, who had a terrifyingly intense aura, and then at the pale Mu Wanwan. He roughly understood what was going on. It seemed that Miss Mu had made Master Bo unhappy again.
"Wanwan, come here." Bo Sihan glanced sideways at Mu Wanwan.
Mu Wanwan already expected what would happen next. The fear that emanated from the depths of her heart made her subconsciously shake her head.
No.
She did not want to see what happened next.
"I'll say it one last time. Come here." Bo Sihan's tone suddenly sank deeper.
Fang Xun quickly gave Mu Wanwan a look, begging her to stop provoking Bo Sihan.
Mu Wanwan composed herself and walked slowly to Bo Sihan with legs that seemed to be filled with lead.
"Sit down." His thin lips slowly spat out two words.
Mu Wanwan sat stiffly beside Bo Sihan and asked, "What's going on? What did he do wrong?"
The bloody man who had curled up into a ball suddenly looked up at Mu Wanwan when he heard her question.
With a strong desire to live in his eyes, the bloody man used all his strength to crawl to Mu Wanwan's feet. "Miss Mu, I'm Liu Sheng. Please, help me beg Master Bo. I won't do it again! Please spare me!"
Mu Wanwan's mind spun quickly and she remembered who this person was.
Liu Sheng and Fang Xun were both old people who followed Bo Sihan.
She turned to look at Bo Sihan, waiting for him to answer her question.
However, Bo Sihan didn't answer her and raised his chin at Fang Xun.
"Drag him over. Don't dirty Miss Mu's clothes," Fang Xun said to the bodyguard.
A tall and burly bodyguard rushed over and picked Liu Sheng up from the ground like a little chick, throwing him in front of the Tibetan Mastiffs.
The Tibetan Mastiff was excited when it smelt the blood. It bared its teeth at Liu Sheng and whimpered threateningly.
Fang Xun loosened one of the chains in his hand, and the beast pounced on Liu Sheng.
Immediately, Liu Sheng's heart-wrenching scream sounded.
Mu Wanwan widened her eyes slightly as she watched the Tibetan Mastiff bite Liu Sheng. His screams made her scalp tingle.
This scene had a huge impact on her.
In her previous life, she was well protected by Bo Sihan. Other than being tortured before she died, she had never been exposed to such bloody and violent scenes.
"Liu Sheng used the company's transport truck to transport drugs." The man's deep voice was like a demonic charm as it rang in Mu Wanwan's ears. "This is what a traitor deserves."
The strong coppery smell elicited so much fear and disgust in Mu Wanwan that she couldn't hold it in any longer. She covered her mouth and stood up, then quickly ran out of the basement.