Xiong De might have become rusty after spending a long time in this hellish place, but he was still once the man who stood on top of the pyramid, so he understood somehow now what Xiong Zhi was doing.
She wanted something from him.
Xiong Zhi lightly glanced over. "As expected, you'll get your wits back after venting. However, are you really satisfied with that? Someone out there is enjoying all the benefits you worked hard for. Are you not getting angry?"
Xiong De chuckled. His laugh was cold and full of madness.
"...Angry? That word can't describe what I am feeling right now. I want to tear you both apart with my own two hands. You coming here… You must want something from me. What makes you think I will give it to you?"
