Drip…Drip…Drip…
Drops of blood trickled down Cao Li's mangled fingers, one drop after the other, drenching the red carpet underneath with a deeper shade of red.
Ear-piercing screeches echoed in the entire room at regular intervals as Yi Chen's countenance began to constrict.
Watching Cao Li's body convulse from pain each time he drove a blade from beneath her nails, Yi Chen didn't feel any joy, as only a sense of annoyance began welling up in his heart.
Annoyance at the fact that she still refused to answer the question, and with gritted teeth, maintained her silence every time he tried to elicit a response after crippling one of her fingers.
HYAKKKK!
Another agonising screech echoed in the room as the blade pierced through her pinky finger, but the response to the question he asked a second later was still a rage-filled silence.
Yi Chen couldn't help but clench his jaws at this scene. By now, he had realised that getting the truth out of her was going to be an enormous task.
