What Other Retreats Are There?

When Qin Xi finished speaking, Mediocre Death God looked at him and said, "Since he's already started making moves, how could he be so easy for us to catch?"

Of course Qin Xi knew that Masked Man was extremely dark, and his thoughts ran very deep. He definitely would not let anyone catch him so easily.

He looked at Mediocre Death God and said to him, "Then what other escape routes does he have? Tell me what you know."

Ao Xin unhurriedly took that knife and waved it in front of Mediocre Death God.

Mediocre Death God truly did not want to talk, and he truly did not know either. Ao Xin calmly and slowly made a light cut across his arm.

The dagger was truly extremely sharp. The moment it drew blood, the bleeding would not stop, even though the wound was not especially large.

And Ao Xin was in no hurry at all. On the lower half of his arm, she made another cut. After that, Mediocre Death God truly panicked inside. After all, Ao Xin had already said that after this thing cut him, the wound would not heal. He would keep bleeding, and he was genuinely afraid he might bleed to death.

He said to Qin Xi, "I only know a few of his hiding places, but he probably won't be in those places. After all, he's afraid of exposing himself too."

Qin Xi, however, was not especially interested in these things. He said to him, "Tell me first."

When Masked Man said this, Ao Xin had already stopped. Behind her, the corners of Qirui's mouth lifted slightly, and he raised his brows toward Ao Xin. If they did not use a little punishment on this man, he would never say what he was supposed to