Late at night, Mo Ting closed his eyes to rest. Suddenly, he heard a gentle knock on his door.
Fu Wen gently pushed the door and came in, whispering, "President Mo, we've caught the driver that night and tortured him, but he didn't say anything."
Mo Ting did not even lift his eyes. "Throw him into the sea to feed the sharks."
Fu Wen was stunned for a moment and said, "But..."
Mo Ting seemed to have thought of something as he slowly opened his eyes and his lips curved into a cold smile. "Don't let the shark completely devour the body. Fish it up and send it over for him to admire. Take his legs along the way!"
Fu Wen was shocked. His intuition told him that President Mo was not in a good mood today.
He immediately left the ward.
