"Now, tell me everything I want to know, or I swear I will make your life worse than death!"
Seeing that the man had woken up, Yang Yifeng placed the cup in his hand on the bedside table and then sat down on the bed opposite, smiling as he looked at the newly awakened assassin.
Extreme terror was evident in the man's eyes, and he couldn't imagine that someone in this world could possess such capability. A bold guess flashed through his mind, and he looked straight at Yifeng and tentatively asked, "Are you... are you Dragon Soul?"
Slap!
No sooner had the man spoken than Yifeng, without another word, slapped the man across the mouth with such force that it could have shattered it.
Moreover, the man's jaw had already been broken by Yang Yifeng, so at this moment, he was crying out in pain as if he were a butchered pig.
