"Speak, will you speak or not?"
"Damn it, speak!"
An outburst of fury filled the desolate expanse of an abandoned factory.
Amidst this were the horrible, wretched screams of extreme agony.
Kui Wood Wolf's eyes were bloodshot, wishing he could just die in front of Lin Hai. As a member of the Star Plate under Blood-Colored Reincarnation, not being able to protect even the Tomb of Honor was an immense disgrace.
He vented all the pent-up anger in his chest on the young thug who was restrained by wires to a chair.
The thug was covered in blood, whipped until his skin ripped open, blood oozing and dripping onto the floor, glaring daggers at Kui Wood Wolf with eyes filled with bitter hatred.
"Got a tough mouth, do you?" Kui Wood Wolf pulled out a Wolf Fang Club, bristling with backward-facing spikes like fish hooks, its sharp ends twinkling with a cold gleam.
"Imagine what it would feel like if this baby blew up your ass, eh?" Kui Wood Wolf said coldly.
