“Spare me!” Zhang Shucheng was facing the storm outside, his face full of terror. He slowly turned his head to look at Miao Yi.
“Speak! Who gave you the order??” Miao Yi asked in a cold tone, his hand holding the spear penetrating the other man.
Even an ant desires to live, and in this situation Zhang Shucheng would naturally reach for the faintest trace of hope. He anxiously replied, as his breath became more hurried, “It was Xiong Xiao, I was ordered by Mountain Chieftain Xiong Xiao.”
“I’ve long since suspected it was him, but we barely interacted the few times I met him. We hardly ever talked, and shouldn’t bear any resentment towards each other. Why is he targeting me?”
“I don’t know, I really don’t know…. Miao Yi, spare me, please spare me!”
“Coming this far, you still hide the truth?”
“I really don’t know, he didn’t tell me, I wish to know why he’s targeting you, too. Spare me, I beg you….”
