"Hehe~ Hahahahahaha~~~"
Wang Tieshan looked at his subordinates kneeling in a circle around them, and a bleak silence welled up inside him.
Why had the three brothers fought so desperately just now?
Wasn't it to protect these men who had followed them into battle and formed the backbone of their force?
Now that the three brothers had fallen, these bastards had immediately knelt down.
They had even knelt before enemies they had mocked moments ago.
Hadn't these people considered that the man before them was ruthless?
They had just been spouting off so arrogantly. Did kneeling and begging for mercy really mean he would spare their lives?
"Speak! It's the same question as before. Who told you the information?"
Gu Sheng tapped Wang Tieshan's rough face—the Cleaving Mountain Blade's former owner—with the blade.
He found the Cleaving Mountain Blade fairly easy to use.
And using it against its former owner seemed rather satisfying.
"Ptui~"
Wang Tieshan spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, but Gu Sheng dodged it.
Even on the verge of death, the man still intended to put up a brave front.
"You killed my brothers, and now I've fallen into your hands. There's no way I'll survive."
"Do you think I'll let you get what you want?"
"I'm telling you, don't even dream of learning who spread the information from me."
"The same old routine?"
Gu Sheng's Cleaving Mountain Blade moved, leaving a bloody mark on Wang Tieshan's cheek.
"A tough nut. Interesting."
"I like tough nuts like you."
"If you'd told me right away, wouldn't that have made things boring?"
"Wang Tieshan, tell me—your brothers would do anything to stay alive, wouldn't they?"
"Shameless! You—"
Wang Tieshan felt a chill run up his spine, and icy cold spread through his entire body.
How could he fail