Finding Something

The Masked Man's gaze made Qin Jishi feel uncomfortable from head to toe.

His eyes narrowed slightly, and his fists clenched involuntarily. In that instant, he wanted to blow the Masked Man's head apart.

But Qin Jishi did not.

He had experienced the Masked Man's strength before. Before him, Qin Jishi's little bit of power seemed utterly laughable.

"Qin Jishi, since they are so important to you, and you are so satisfied with the surprise I prepared, how about we play a game?"

A game?

Qin Jishi frowned.

From beginning to end, Qin Jishi had been led around by the nose by the Masked Man. He did not know what the other party wanted to do, nor what his purpose was.

Qin Jishi did not agree outright. Instead, he lowered his voice and asked,

"Tell me, what exactly do you want? Why beat around the bush in such a huge circle? Do you find that interesting?"

"Hehe!" The Masked Man did not get angry. Smiling, he said, "Qin Jishi, why are you always so impatient? What is wrong with taking a big detour? At the very least, these people can still stay alive. Or would you rather they die right now?"

By the time the Masked Man spoke that final sentence, the smile on his face had vanished, replaced by chilling coldness.

Even Qin Jishi felt as though he had fallen into an ice cellar when facing him.

Creak!

No matter how badly Qin Jishi wanted to kill the Masked Man, he could only endure it now.

If his strength was lacking, he could not blame anyone else.

Seeing Qin Jishi remain silent, the Masked Man lightly patted his head.

"Qin Jishi, sometimes, that noble head of yours looks utterly laughable before me. When it is time to lower your