In a private house a bit of a distance away from Xue Town, Su Ziqiao crossed one leg over the other and looked at the man opposite him. "Playing tough, huh? Not talking, huh? All right then, how about we play something a little exciting?"
As soon as he mentioned "exciting," he started getting hyped.
The man stared at Su Ziqiao in fear.
This guy was nothing like the man who'd interrogated him this morning.
The one this morning at least followed some normal rules, but this guy looked pretty young, and no matter what he said or did, none of it followed any normal pattern.
Too damn scary.
The man looked at Su Ziqiao in panic, having no idea what move he was about to pull.
But very soon, his heart‑rending screams came from the other room.
In the other room, the face of the man inside was deathly pale, beads of sweat rolling down his forehead nonstop, his legs trembling, his whole body looking like he could faint at any moment.
