บท 821: Elixir of Life

"Hmph. As expected, all you people are the same. Each one scummier than the last and..."

Dai Zhi could not be any less bothered by the prisoner's words as he listened intently for a long time. But after a while he heaved a deep sigh, clicking his tongue in disappointment.

"Tsk, you, are just trying to buy time."

"-and all you could manage to do was- E-Eh?" the prisoner stuttered mid-sentence, coming to an abrupt pause.

Dai Zhi stood up, walking up to him with slow but steady steps.

The prisoner tried to speak up again but his lips wouldn't part no matter how hard he tried. His heartbeat quickened and each one became stronger, pumping so much blood through his veins and with such force that waves of pain shot through him.

Dai Zhi came to a stop right in front of him, brushing his dainty-looking fingers over all over the various bumps, bruises, and wounds on the prisoner's face as he unsuccessfully attempted to break away from his hold.