At this moment, the door to the third floor of the dungeon opened. A strong smell of blood assaulted their noses. Gu Zheng slowly walked forward with his long legs.
Gu Zheng was still wearing that light-colored suit. The noble and elegant young master appeared in the dark and damp underground prison. He looked indifferently at the man whose hands and feet were bound with chains. "I didn't expect Lu Yan's subordinate to be so stubborn."
The man was lying on the floor, covered in blood. He smiled crazily. "Kill me! I'll never tell you a word! You vicious fellow, you'll go to hell sooner or later!"
Gu Zheng sneered. He had never bothered to pretend in front of outsiders. He only pretended to be gentle in front of Mrs. Gu. Had he been too gentle recently, which made these people forget his ruthless methods?
