Sun Qiao looked at her split image standing in front of her with a sharp knife as her blood ran cold. How could she not understand what was going on and what was about to happen?
"Let's start with some talisman making first before we move on to some questions and answers."
With a smirk, Yang Ze slashed the scalpel towards the woman's right hand and with that, the woman's muffled scream filled the entire room.
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"That… Wasn't pleasant."
Sitting at the corner of the room with his eyes closed, Yang Ze tried his best to regulate his breathing, but the occasional trembling of his body betrayed the nervousness and fear that came after the adrenaline wore off.
In the heat of the moment, he decided to act out of anger. And now that he was done with the deed and his mind cleared a bit, he was terrified to realise what he had just done.
