The leader grabbed Baili Xia's neck with his right hand, saying fiercely, "Bei Tianyou, as long as you leave your right hand, I'll let you all go, otherwise..."
After a pause, the leader continued, "Otherwise, this girl won't survive today."
"You're delusional!" Before Bei Tianyou could respond, Fan Yi shouted.
Everyone who makes drugs knows how important the right hand is to Bei Tianyou.
All pharmaceutical skills rely on these hands.
Even as Baili Xia's throat was held, she strained her voice to shout desperately.
"Brother Bei, you and Fan Yi should go first, don't worry about me, ugh..."
The leader's fingers tightened instantly, causing her to groan in pain.
Bei Tianyou slowly propped himself up, trying to sit straighter.
"You want my right hand? For what?"
"Don't play dumb, I keep my word. As long as you're willing to leave your right hand, I'll let her go."
Bei Tianyou glanced at him, picked up the dagger that had fallen from a subordinate, and looked at it.
