"I've told you everything I know, please just let me go, I really had no idea that was Simosin in the water, I just agreed to deliver it!"
In the dimly lit room, a man's feeble plea for mercy echoed.
This was a rather hidden torture chamber, spacious with various instruments of torture hanging on the walls. Musheng would never have known such a place existed beneath a grand hotel had he not come here himself. Chou Bingye was indeed a man who knew how to play rough.
In front of Musheng, two muscular men were holding down a rather frail-looking man whose face was swollen and bloody, almost unrecognizable. Of course, it wasn't Musheng's handiwork, but that of Chou Bingye's men who had been left here.
Without being harsh, how else would the man be willing to confess?
