It was clear now that he was in no condition to continue.
"I'm telling you, don't come any closer. If you do, I'll die right in front of you," he warned.
As he spoke, Zhao Guangchen suddenly pulled out a lump of iron from beside him.
When he brought the object out, both of them were indeed startled.
They shone a weak flashlight on it for a moment and there was no mistake, he was indeed holding a block of iron.
Moreover, at that moment, the iron block was positioned right above Zhao Guangchen's head, as if it would come crashing down if they attempted to approach.
It was unclear where he had found the iron block; they had already checked thoroughly before, and there shouldn't have been any dangerous items in the room.
"Don't be so agitated. Whatever it is, we can talk it over slowly," they attempted to soothe.
"Talk it over? How? I've been in here for so many days, and my life is worse than death. I know you're just treating me like a lab rat, aren't you?" he retorted.