The three people in the secret room, hearing Feng Jinghan's words, felt as if they were in the presence of a living devil.
Compared to the underground basement of the Zhuo Family, they found this place far more terrifying.
"Please, Mr. Feng, we were wrong... Please spare us..."
Zhang Juan, terrified of snakes, found the thought of sharing a room with them unbearable. Death seemed like a better option.
What's more insidious was his plan to have a doctor standby, saving them when they are on the verge of death.
Given the situation, they would rather meet their ends.
Su Jingyu crawled towards him, trying to grab Feng Jinghan's pant leg.
But a sweep from his cold glare, and she instantly retracted her hand.
"I don't know anything. Please, let me go."
Feng Jinghan gave a cold huff, "The Zhuo Family initially wanted you, but you had Ningyan take your place. And when Ningyan was forced to go abroad, did you really know nothing about it?"
