Chen Yang listened as Edison mentioned using someone else's hand to replace Fowler Edison's hand, and he said to Edison, "If someone from the Edisons is willing to chop off a hand in his stead, I can accept that."
"Hehehehe…"
Edison laughed coldly as he grasped his left wrist with his right hand.
Crack.
He forcefully broke off his left hand, and at the break, one could see white bone and blood vessels and nerves.
However, no blood flowed out.
Edison's mouth twisted into a smirk, and with a sneer, he said to Chen Yang, "Are you satisfied now?"
"Satisfied, very satisfied."
Chen Yang nodded. If he pressed on any further, who knows, Edison might truly go berserk.
Having reached this extent, half of Chen Yang's anger had also dissipated.
As for the cooperation with the Edisons, heh, everyone had their own ulterior motives anyway.
