"Where are the house guards?!" San Guo asked in anger.
"They have been disposed of," Amon answered casually. "Now stop thinking about the others and focused on these two women beside me."
"If you dare to lay a hand on them, I swear…"
San Guo's words were cut by a muffled scream from his wife, who had a knife being stabbed on her thigh.
"You… monster…!!"
"Another more unnecessary word and I will plant another one," Amon said as he took out another knife.
"Stop…! Stop… What do you want to know…?" San Guo said weakly.
"I already told you what I want to know. Do you want to see what will happen if you make me repeat myself?"
San Guo was quiet. His expression showed his internal struggle. Betraying a client could mean the end of his career. All the accomplishments he had built were based on trust. If words spread that he had betrayed the identity of a client, he would be done for. No one would want to work with him anymore.