“You still haven’t answered my question.”0

Blood Plum looked down on the man menacingly. When he didn’t answer, she slowly bent down and extended a hand toward him.0

Recalling his earlier experience, the man subconsciously tried to dodge out of the way. However, he immediately felt a spine-chilling killing intent locking onto him and froze in place.0

It was because he understood that the mad woman before his eyes would actually kill him if he defied her anymore than he already did.0

Slowly, Blood Plum grabbed his chin and turned his face toward her. “What’s wrong? Won’t you answer me? If you won’t, then you may never say another word. Is that what you wish for?”0

“I… I understand.”0

Humiliated as he was, the middle-aged man understood that defending his pride...0