He Chen looked at the bloody scene in front of him, wrinkling his brow with some distaste, yet he had no intention of leaving.
The man struggled fiercely, looking as if he desperately wanted to throw himself to the ground to pick up the severed tongue and reattach it in his mouth.
The two bodyguards used some effort before they could restrain the man who had fallen into madness.
Speaking of this, one must commend the bodyguards' skills, for although the man's tongue was cut out, not much blood spurted out. Even with his massive struggles, it only resulted in a slightly increased flow of blood from his mouth, far from causing any fatal consequences like on TV.
"I don't know which hand you used to touch my sister, nor do I care to know. To ensure you never make the same mistake again, cut off his fingers," He Chen said, sitting on a chair, not even lifting his eyes.
