Inside Celestial Demon Canyon.
Lui Yifa was held aloft by a single hand, his neck in Zhao Qinghuo's grasp.
Zhao Qinghuo's expression was cold as he said flatly, "The two double-hours are almost up. Have you made up your mind? Will you remain stubborn to the end, or will you confess?"
"Zhao Qinghuo, don't get too comfortable. The day my boss returns will be the day you die…" Lui Yifa managed a grimace. His pristine white teeth looked ghastly against his blood-soaked face as he spat out the words.
"You're courting death!"
Zhao Qinghuo snorted coldly. A cyan True Essence Light began to glow in his raised palm as he prepared to finish off Lui Yifa.
Just then…
Qian Luohao's voice came from the side. "Gang Leader Zhao, could you perhaps hand this brat over to me? Let me be the one to deal with him."
"You?"
Zhao Qinghuo paused, looking at Qian Luohao in his wheelchair.
