The spy's eyes widened in terror, a cold sweat forming on his brow. The realization of the fate that awaited him sent shivers down his spine, and his body trembled uncontrollably.
"N-no! You can't do this!" the spy pleaded, his voice laced with desperation. "I implore you, spare me! I have no knowledge of the clan's secrets. I was merely a pawn, sent on a mission. I know nothing!"
Tan Zong's laughter echoed through the room, a chilling sound that pierced the spy's soul. He reveled in the fear he instilled, relishing the power he held over the helpless captive.
"Your pleas fall on deaf ears, spy," Tan Zong sneered, his eyes glinting with sadistic pleasure. "I have made up my mind. You will be my experiment, my plaything, until I extract every ounce of knowledge from your wretched bloodline."
