Lu Li was not a masochist. Stabbing himself for nothing? Pretending to be okay against all the pains? Who would do that? This was not a way of pretending to be something.
Lu Li's intention was to dominate Leng Wuxin, a girl from an extraordinary background with her hands tainted by blood. That being said, she was still a girl. There was a chance that she could be scared.
Lu Li didn't build his hopes of surviving up. He only wished to scare Leng Wuxin enough so that Ye Cha and God of Meng wouldn't have to die because of him. This young lady was cruel and heartless and she would not let Ye Cha and God of Meng off the hook easily.
Leng Wuxin indeed was frightened by Lu Li. She had mistakenly believed that Lu Li was a pasty-faced boy, weak like a playboy. She didn't expect that he would be so ruthless like a robber. How could he be so cold to himself?
