Under Scala's icy gaze, Zhang Tie sensed his anger. That only made Zhang Tie feel more at ease.
"Do you think we wouldn't dare kill you?" Scala asked coldly, his tone brimming with menace.
"Do you think I ever expected to leave here alive after falling into your hands?" Zhang Tie met Scala's gaze without flinching. "The only reason you're keeping me alive now is because you still want something from me, and because you want to use me to crush the Human Allied Forces' morale. Once you've achieved your goal, would you still let me live?"
"So, you understand everything."
"After seeing so much life and death, what is there left to be unable to accept? Others will die, and one day, so will I," Zhang Tie said calmly.
"Then what do you think of your life right now?" Scala abruptly changed his tone.
"Not bad. There's food and drink, and people waiting on me. Not many prisoners get treatment like this, I'd imagine."
"Not many indeed. To be precise, you're the first. In Tokei City right now, a life like this is practically heaven. It seems that such comfortable surroundings haven't softened your heart. They've even given you some misconceptions about the Sainer Family—you've started doubting our capabilities. Under normal circumstances, we have another set of methods for prying open prisoners' mouths, making them yield and obey. Would you like to try them?" A terrifying ferocity had already surfaced in Scala's eyes.
"I'd be delighted." Zhang Tie folded his arms, the corner of his mouth curling into a mocking line as he looked at Scala.
Scala struck without warning, swift as lightning. With only a table between them, one of his fingers instantly pressed against Zhang Tie's left chest, right over his heart.
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