"Glad to know you understand!"
Wang Xiaoshuai barked fiercely, "Spit it out, who told you to mess with Zhao Youde and his daughter's graves?"
As his words fell, he stared coldly at Chen Fang.
"CEO Wang, please don't make it hard for a small fry like me. If I tell you, I'm as good as dead. I won't live to see tomorrow's sun!"
Wang Xiaoshuai's gaze sharpened, and he said in a deep voice, "Is that so? But I can tell you that if you don't confess honestly right now, you'll die this instant."
"And I won't let you die easily. I'll start by cutting you with a knife."
Having said this, Wang Xiaoshuai flipped his palm, revealing a dagger, and without hesitation stabbed toward his abdomen, scaring him so much that his whole body shivered.
Under extreme fear, Chen Fang could only answer truthfully.
"CEO Wang, I can tell you, but you mustn't sell me out, or I'm truly dead!"
