"What do you want me to do before you will release him?" Ye Qiu stared at the leading man and said.
The leading man's eyes shifted, and he spoke indifferently, "If you want me to release him, stab yourself three times, and I'll let him go."
Shua!
Ye Qiu's gaze flashed like lightning across the leader's face, who remained calm and unafraid, wearing a sinister smile.
Time stood still for a moment.
"Fine, I agree," Ye Qiu broke the silence. After speaking, he picked up the dagger in his hand...
"Ye Qiu, don't!" Shen Tianlong shouted.
Putong!
Ye Qiu raised his hand, and the dagger plunged fiercely into his thigh!
The leading man watched the blood spurting from Ye Qiu's leg with an admiring gaze. His laughter grew louder, "Ha ha..." Suddenly, the laughter stopped, and he continued, "I did say to stab yourself three times, but I don't recall mentioning the thigh."
"Fine, where do you suggest I stab?" Ye Qiu asked, his gaze icy, showing no emotion.
