The Fortune-teller, standing nearby, was trembling with fear.
The food factory manager Gu Mian held captive wasn't faring much better. Sweat drenched his clothes as he stared at the saw blade mere centimeters from his body.
Gu Mian looked at the man in his grasp.
He wore a formal suit with a meticulously tied striped tie. However, his small stature made him look like a child who had stolen his parents' clothes. Fortunately, his mature-looking face clearly marked him as an adult.
The only identifying item on him was a metal work badge pinned to his left chest.
The copper-colored work badge looked somewhat old, with a line of words carved into it.
"Manager No. 845 of the Toy Goose Food Processing Factory?" Gu Mian read aloud. "Your company certainly has a lot of managers."
Manager No. 845 swallowed. "We have many branches and employees, so we use numbers to differentiate them. If you'd like to know more, I can explain in detail…"
