Freeman stood up, straightening his sleeves, his unhurried voice carrying a bizarre sense of danger. He looked at Aurelia Shaw, and said word by word, "I'm very curious, under these dire straits, what choice will you ultimately make?"
Aurelia Shaw frowned, puzzled by what this sentence meant. The tingling sensation of electricity traveled from the iron plate to her feet, then swiftly to her limbs.
Her legs buckled, knees "bang!" against the iron plate.
The intense pain traveled from her bones to her scalp, even her fine hair stood on end as if pricked by needles.
Aurelia Shaw groaned, falling to the ground, "You... despicable!"
Freeman slowly curled his lips into a smile, "How can you be despicable? My little darling, you're in my trap, you're my prey, the hunter has the right to dispose of the prey, I can deal with you as I please."
"So darling, don't be so arrogant in front of the hunter."
