Xia Zhichu?
She was actually talking about Xia Zhichu?
The girl who was just about to plunge the needle in finally forced her fingers to stop there. "What are you saying? Say that again?"
Lu Xiuying, still shaken, let out a vicious smile as she looked at her. "Xia Zhichu, you'd never have guessed, right? He was also one of the masterminds behind this. Our goal was the same—to send Lin Yebai to prison."
Smack—
Another slap!
This time it was even harsher. The woman was slapped so hard she bled.
"You animals… tell me, where exactly is he?"
Lu Xiuying covered her bleeding mouth and kept on threatening her. "Unless you let me go, I won't tell you."
The girl: "…"
Won't tell?
Fine!
Then she'd let her have a taste of what it meant not to talk. After all, in all those years Hu Xiaoyan spent with Ghost, she might not have picked up many other skills, but when it came to torture, if she called herself second, no one would dare call themselves first.
