Basong snickered in contempt. He was certain that, given his status, no one would dare to harm him. The young man's indecisiveness seemed to suggest that he would soon lay down his sword, perhaps even kneel before him and beg for mercy.
"I suggest you listen to this woman and let me go, otherwise, the Basong family..."
The next second, his words came to an abrupt halt.
Basong only felt a sharp pain in his eyes, and the whole world plunged into darkness.
"My... my eyes... what have you done to me!"
Basong clutched his eyes, his face filled with horror, and soon he reached for something.
Cold, sharp, silver needles!
Two silver needles had been shot into his own eyes!
Basong was once again startled by the cold voice in his ear, "Since you like to gouge out eyes so much, let me let you taste the pain you inflicted on those girls yesterday!"
