Bab 118: Those Who Defy Me, Die!

　His scalp was feeling numb, that black-clothed man felt like a cold wind was washing across his whole body as if he had been dunked into an icy hole when Qin Wushuang glared at him.

"I saved your life, right?" Finally, Qin Wushuang spoke and asked with a light voice.

That black-clothed man had had all his acupoints blocked. He could only blink his eyes to agree.

"Since I saved your life, I can take it away at any time. Now, it’s up to you whether you can save yourself." After he had finished, he poked with the Congealed finger technique and released all of the man’s acupoints.

Doubt filled that black-clothed man’s eyes as he said depressedly: "What should I do?"

"It's easy; you will answer whatever I ask you. This is your only chance to save yourself." Qin Wushuang’s tone was not thick, yet it was cold like a knife as if it did not come from a human.