"Hahaha, a guilty conscience?" Chen Tiequan laughed. "What the hell is a guilty conscience? I certainly don't have one. Do you know what a Martial Artist is? Do you know what the world of martial arts is? Whoever has the bigger fist gets to control the Destiny of others. A guilty conscience? That's just a burden for the righteous. I'm a villain, through and through. How could I possibly feel guilty?"
"Old Chen, stop wasting words on him," Qian Sou sneered. "Tie him up first. Let him see with his own eyes how vicious this society is and watch how his beloved sister gets tormented!"
The surrounding bodyguards also broke into lecherous smirks. "Heh heh heh…"
