"What's going on! Why can't I control my own body?" The foreign man's face was etched with confusion, unable to comprehend the reason behind it.
At this time, Chen Wei had already approached him, his expression cold, "Don't waste your effort, you can't break free. Will you spit out the mastermind behind this, or do I have to force it out of you?"
Chen Wei seemed to offer the foreign man a choice, but in reality, he did not. Either he would talk voluntarily, or Chen Wei would make him talk—in the end, he would have to speak.
"Wishful thinking! I will never tell you! Just kill me!" The foreign man was defiant, mentally preparing himself for death.
He felt that Chen Wei had overcome him by underhanded means, which was dishonorable.
He completely failed to realize that his own actions, as well as those of his companions, were also sneak attacks, just as dishonorable.
Perhaps this is what they call judging oneself by a different standard than one judges others?