"Have you gotten anything out of him?" Mo Qian asked.
"This guy has a tough mouth. Even after we beat him half to death, he refuses to reveal the mastermind behind it."
"Everyone has a weakness. If he won't talk, it's likely he hasn't faced something that truly terrifies him." Mo Qian spoke slowly, his eyes flickering with a chilling intensity. "No matter the method, make sure he gives up the person behind all this."
"Yes, Mr. Gu."
"Keep him alive after he confesses. I need him for something."
Preserving the scum's life leaves no room for the person pulling the strings to make excuses.
After hanging up the call, Mo Qian walked back into the bedroom. He noticed Ji Wei was sleeping uneasily, fine beads of sweat decorating her forehead. He immediately grabbed a towel to gently wipe her dry, then pulled her back into his embrace.
He kissed her forehead, his heart softening endlessly with tenderness, holding her tightly with a deep sense of cherishing.
