Long Wu suggested taking a bath first, and the expression on his face became less ice-cold.
Given this request from the beauty, Pan Wenjie had no reason to contradict, even though he was very anxious, he could only bear with it. Good things take time.
"Fine, but don't try any tricks, or I'll make your death very ugly," Pan Wenjie threatened. As he spoke, he then took a dagger from the drawer, which finally set Long Wu free.
With his bonds loosened, Long Wu suddenly didn't want to die anymore. If he died, he would never see Xiang Yu again. Besides, with only Pan Wenjie in the room, it should be easy to kill him and escape.
"Don't overthink, just go take your bath. I've told you not to entertain any other thoughts," Pan Wenjie, seemingly reading Long Wu's mind, then took a handgun from his pocket and toyed with it.
Seeing the gun in his hand, Long Wu completely lost hope. Even if he was formidable, he couldn't be faster than the handgun.
