People were like stubborn mules. Or perhaps they always wanted to see if there was a chance to escape.
Only when all hope was gone and they had suffered enough did they truly realize that the only thing they could do was answer honestly, so they would not suffer even more.
Guo Danming was like that now. Once he was truly miserable, he understood that only by honestly cooperating with Chen Mo could he suffer less.
The other six people standing behind him were also frightened by Guo Danming's injuries, staring helplessly without knowing what to do.
Chen Mo paid no attention to Guo Danming's condition. Looking over everyone present, he merely frowned, then nodded at Guo Danming and said, "Tell me what you know."
Originally, he had not intended to act ruthlessly today. As long as these Wild Cultivators cooperated properly, he would spare them if he could.
Unfortunately, after Guo Danming used that highly poisonous white powder against him and used his team as cover while preparing to flee in opposite directions, Chen Mo had decided to send them all to their graves.
Not only Guo Danming, but the other six as well—he intended to send them all to their graves.
Guo Danming, who had used such a virulent poison, was clearly a vicious and ruthless fellow. Just looking at his miserable state now showed how malicious that stuff was.
Chen Mo did not know how many people Guo Danming had harmed with it. But anyone who possessed something like that would be a fool not to use it.
So no matter what, Guo Danming had to be sent to his grave, lest he continue harming others. And he had even used that stuff on Chen Mo. If someone so sinister was spared, he would definitely scheme behind