"Sui Chenyou…" Jin Renguang dragged the chair out and sat down, carrying with him an imposing and commanding aura. "…right?"
Sui Chenyou crossed his arms on his chest, his eyes staring ahead blankly as if there were no other people in the room. He cut a sorry figure with his shirt still stained with Dong Jingcuo's blood. The splint on his nose had torn off amidst the final yet futile struggle when he attempted to escape before he was caught by Xu Binchen, revealing a purplish and hideous bruise. No, actually it looked more horrendous than before because Xu Binchen had taken the opportunity to punch him a few more times.
Jin Renguang continued leisurely, "Do you know why you are here?"
