Ma Family, underground chamber.
"Creak—"
The iron door of the basement slowly opened, and hearing the footsteps near his ears, Ge Zhou hung his head as his vacant, hollow eyes regained a bit of consciousness.
Then, Ge Zhou lifted his head and saw Ma Yangjiang place a meal on the table in front of him. Ma looked at Ge Zhou with slight contempt and said, "So, have you thought it over? You can eat and think slowly, no need to rush your decision."
To Ma Yangjiang's voice, Ge Zhou only gave a cold glance and then lowered his head again, choosing to ignore him.
Ma Yangjiang wasn't surprised by Ge Zhou's reaction, or perhaps it was exactly what Ma Yangjiang had anticipated.
So, Ma Yangjiang glanced at Ge Zhou, took out a photograph from his pocket, placed it before Ge Zhou's eyes, and shook it slightly with interest, "The person in this photo, you should recognize, right?"
