The other black-clad figures were already scared stiff.
Suddenly, an unpleasant smell of urine wafted over.
"Damn, did this guy just piss himself?"
A'niu looked amusedly towards the not-too-distant figure.
A lackey knelt on the ground, a foul-smelling liquid continuously flowing out.
"Who sent you here?"
Captain Han continued to interrogate.
"I don't know who the other party is."
The black-clad figure replied fearfully.
"Hmph, if I'm not wrong, your families must be in their hands, right?"
"How, how do you know?" The black-clad figure's eyes widened in disbelief.
Captain Han disdainfully released him, "We've grown tired of these old tricks."
"If you cooperate with us nicely, we might even send someone to rescue your families. Otherwise, you know the consequences."
Uncertainty flickered in the black-clad figure's eyes.
But A'niu had much less patience, "Captain Han, you're kind-hearted, wanting to save their lives. But it seems like they just want to die more quickly!"
