The man was silent for a long time.
He stood up and went to the flowing stream.
This was a live stream that led outside. The sink was narrow and people could not pass through, but occasionally, live fish could flow in along the stream.
Among the fish that came and went, he was the only one who had been trapped here.
Su Xiaoxiao didn't rush him.
With his intelligence, he would definitely be able to guess that what awaited him was not a smooth path, but a terrifying bloodbath.
He couldn't escape or hide.
There were only two choices in front of him.
They could either struggle at death's door here, or they could fight their way out and survive.
Indeed, there was a possibility of failure.
Had thirty years worn down his edges? Had it crushed his will?
"Take me to see Cheng Sang."
He said.
Su Xiaoxiao was stunned, not expecting him to make this request.
