In a dim and damp underground cellar, Tong Jia was awakened by someone splashing her with ice-cold water. It sent shivers through her body. She groggily opened her eyes, only to find a sharp dagger inches away from her face. Any closer, and it would pierce her eyes.
Han Xu gripped her hair, his eyes devoid of emotion. "You've already experienced my methods last time. Do you want to try something new? Tell me, where is she?"
Tong Jia's body trembled slightly, her breath slowing down. Her fear of him was ingrained in her bones. Every time she saw him, she recalled past humiliations, unbearable moments. Fear flooded over her like a tide, completely engulfing her. She seemed to lose consciousness, her eyes becoming vacant.