Luo Xiao shook his head, repeating, "But I really don't know anything."
"Fine, stubborn, let's see if you can keep up the act!"
Jesse signaled with his eyes, and two subordinates hurried over, tearing open Luo Xiao's white shirt. His chest, crisscrossed with whip marks, revealed fair skin. He was very thin, with almost no muscle.
Jesse stepped closer, "I'll ask you one last time, will you hand it over?"
Luo Xiao frowned, "If I had it, I would definitely give it to you, but I really don't."
"Alright, keep pretending!"
Jesse raised his head, the scorching branding iron approaching his body, the intense heat source made him uncomfortable. Luo Xiao instinctively wanted to retreat but couldn't move, "You..."
A sizzling sound.
The plum blossom branding iron pressed against his slender collarbone.
"Ah—"
