The cold sweat like soybeans emerged from his forehead, his face turning as white as paper, but because his belly was being pinched, it gradually became flushed again.
"So, will you speak?"
Zhe Jue looked at him indifferently, and asked.
"If you won't talk, it's also okay. You have so many bones, we can disassemble your joints one by one. Of course, I won't let you die of pain. When you recover, we can continue to have fun. I have plenty of time to play with you. Even if you die from our game, there are still these four people of your family available."
As he spoke, he loosened up the hand pinching the Clan Chief's neck, just so he wouldn't straight up choke the man to death. That would take away all the fun.
"You...uh!"
Ya Yulan, hearing his words, was about to argue in a fit of anger, but the ugly woman beside him suddenly choked him!
"No need to worry, your turn will come!"
The ugly woman sneered, slowly coming closer to him, her laughter making his hair stand on end.