But perhaps because that rebar pierced his lung, causing his breathing to become rapid, every time he opened his mouth to breathe and speak, blood bubbles would emerge.
"You... glug glug... exactly..." Gan Shang hadn't finished speaking when a large gush of blood sprayed out from his mouth.
Li Yu saw his throat moving and quickly dodged, avoiding the blood spatters on his face.
After vomiting the blood, Gan Shang's throat sounded like an old exhaust fan, making a wheezing sound with each breath.
His brows were furrowed, and his eyes emitted rage.
The pain from his legs, chest, fingers, and three parts of his body contorted his face.
Li Yu extended his dagger again, aiming at his other hand, and said coldly, "Answer the question."
There was not a shred of emotion in his icy voice.
"Glug glug—"
A hint of impatience flickered in Li Yu's eyes.
Just as Dong Tai behind him wanted to speak, considering whether to save Gan Shang and question him after treatment...
He saw...
