"Tell me! Where exactly is Jiang Zhijie?"
Thinking of what had happened to his mother, Jiang Nantian felt nothing but disgust when he looked at the woman before him. His patience was running out bit by bit.
Love?
If love was really so great, then he wanted to see just how great the love between this adulterous pair truly was.
Jiang Nantian gripped Yang Jiali's hair tightly, his gaze vicious as he stared at Jiang Honghu.
"From now on, every time I ask and no one answers, I'll cut off one of this woman's fingers! Let's see just how tough your mouths are."
After speaking, Jiang Nantian picked up a dagger from beside him and pressed it against Yang Jiali's pinky.
"Where is Jiang Zhijie?"
"No... don't..." Yang Jiali stared in terror at the blade pressed against her finger, trembling uncontrollably from head to toe.
Across from her, Jiang Honghu looked at Jiang Nantian with a livid expression, yet he still clenched his teeth and refused to reveal even a word about Jiang Zhijie's whereabouts.
Jiang Nantian sneered. "Very good. I admire your backbone. I hope you can keep being this tough."
With that, he pressed his palm down hard.
With a sharp crack, Yang Jiali's left pinky was severed, and her miserable scream echoed through the room.
"Ah—"
Jiang Honghu closed his eyes, unable to bear watching.
Looking at Jiang Honghu's hypocritical face, Jiang Nantian's eyes were full of mockery.
"Where is Jiang Zhijie?" Jiang Nantian moved the dagger to Yang Jiali's ring finger and asked again.
"I... I don't... know..." Yang Jiali answered, her face deathly pale.
Jiang Nantian was somewhat impressed by this woman. She was actually willing to sacrifice this much for her son.
But so what?
It still could not change the fact that this