"Enough!"
Qin Xianglian sighed inwardly and thought to herself that for the sake of Xiao Lang and Jiang Xiaobai's lives, she would just give in to this brute. Once she escaped, she would bite her tongue and kill herself; she had no more face to live in this world with her soiled and dishonored body.
"Qin Xianglian, you have some nerve! Are you f***ing deaf? Why haven't you answered my question? Very well then! You have guts, but let's see just how gutsy you are!"
Fat Tiger held a dagger in his hand and walked up to Moron. Moron was naturally timid and was already scared stiff; he didn't even know how to struggle, only staring with his wide, terror-filled eyes at the ferociously gleaming dagger in Fat Tiger's hand.
"Look at your idiot son, he's so scared he's wet his pants."
Just as Fat Tiger was about to make a move, Qin Xianglian spoke.
"Wait! I'll answer your question."
