"Hey, young man, we don't want to make things difficult for you, but you need to tell us the truth, otherwise my companion here isn't as patient as I am." Xu Renjie's words were casual, but the way he played with the Tiger's Fang in his hand revealed his cold intent.
The young man was clearly very afraid of Old Xu, especially seeing him draw the knife, he timidly took a step back. Unfortunately, behind him was a solid wall, so unsurprisingly, the young man ended up bumping into the wall and looked particularly embarrassed.
"I'm telling the truth, I really am alone. Please let me go."
The pleading words, the beseeching gaze, Tang Xiaoquan scrutinized the young man's expression carefully.
If, at this moment, he was pretending, then it only showed the young man had a talent for acting.
Because his expression appeared genuinely real, it was nearly impossible to find any flaw.
