"Cruel? Compared to you, I'd say I am an angel." Shen Yanxiao sneered. She then stared at Shen Yifeng's trembling hand and went on with a chuckle, "There is study that shows that the fingers are linked to the heart. I wonder if it will hurt if I smash your fingers into meat paste."
"Don't you dare touch him! I will tell you everything!" Shen Duan was very clear about the current situation. To be killed was not a big deal. But Shen Yanxiao was pressuring him with the son he cared about the most. In the end, he would lose his life no matter what, but he did not wish to see his precious son suffer because of his stubbornness.
"How smart you are." Shen Yanxiao smiled deviously. "Uncle, please tell me the truth about my parents' death."
Shen Duan took a deep breath.
