"Hah… It looks like I guessed right. Your garbage brother did really die… How was it to witness your own brother dying in front of your eyes? How did it feel… Do you want to share it with me?" Nie Linglong shouted coldly.
"I know you're a member of the Direct Line. I will only ask this once." Ye Wanwan expressionlessly stared at Nie Linglong. "Who is the mysterious man you met last time? Also, what is the Direct Line's objective?"
"You want to know? Can't you go and investigate it yourself?" Nie Linglong cheerily retorted.
"One last question, where are my Dad and Mom? Did you do it? I'll only give you one chance," Ye Wanwan continued icily.
"Are you talking about those two old geezers…? Of course it was me. I can tell you they're still alive… but perhaps they're about to die. You want to know where they are? Kneel down and beg me! Maybe I'll tell you if I'm happy," Nie Linglong said.
