Hu Sanshi's heart panicked; Li Yeqi saw through his thoughts. What should he do? Suddenly, he burst into laughter, which pulled at his wounds. He grunted, his expression somewhat fierce.
"I haven't lived enough, why would I seek death?"
"I'll ask again, who is the mastermind?" Li Yeqi's gaze was cold. He had a myriad of ways to make him suffer without the relief of death. If he insisted on holding on, he shouldn't blame Li Yeqi for being ruthless.
Hu Sanshi remained silent.
Li Yeqi stood up and gestured, his subordinates immediately understood his meaning and came forward with the instruments of torture. Hu Sanshi's face changed drastically at the sight. Zhou Bei had already made him taste a variety of tortures last night, but this one he couldn't endure.
