"Lead us to the witches and wizards."
Hao Ren ignored Gray Rat's horrified expression and pleading.
"I... No... No, no. Sir, I can do whatever you want, but please do not let me do such a thing." Gray Rat's terrified expression was real. "Madam Marie will kill me! She will find out that I've betrayed them."
"Madam Marie? Is that the witch who hired you?" Hao Ren arched his eyebrows. "Listen; if you take us to her, you'll die after you see her. If you refuse to take us there, you'll die now. Life is precious, you should count every second carefully."
It was not that Hao Ren had suddenly developed a penchant for intimidating others; he knew that it was pointless to approach the sneaky minions with anything other than terror. The only language the minions understood was money and violence. More often than not, violence was a more powerful language than money.
