"How about your blood? Does it look good?"
Pei Ge's lips curled up as her eyes turned redder.
"You…"
"It doesn't matter if you remember anything. I can wait for you to remember, and I can call a doctor to treat you. I will make you pay for what you have done in the past. What I want you to do is always what you have to do. Old lady Qu, how does this knife feel?"
Pei Ge saw that the bodyguard's knife was still on the ground but the blood on it was almost invisible. She only saw that Old lady Qu's hand was bleeding non-stop and it quickly soaked her skirt.
In this chilly prison, Old lady Qu was wearing the evening gown she wore at Old master Qu's birthday banquet yesterday. However, it was not as gorgeous as last night, nor was it as elegant or as extravagant as last night.
Right now, she was as defeated as she could be, and as embarrassed as she could be.
There was no longer any trace of the smile on her face.
