Chapter 507: Furnace (12)_1

"I think you should be familiar with this face?"

As Fu Qian examined, the voice behind him resounded once more.

"Just like I said earlier, you could've left directly, thereby avoiding these troubles."

"Unfortunately, the moment you saw certain things, their nature changed."

"Are you referring to that thing above?"

Fu Qian reached up and pointed at the ceiling.

He had noticed it immediately, right above the bed on the ceiling, was a metal net that seemed hauntingly familiar.

Similar to the one that had welcomed him when he fell down.

The difference was that the spikes on this net were more than twice as long, resembling a collection of sharp little daggers. It was exceptionally ferocious.

At this moment, the net seemed to hang from above, clearly covering the entire bed beneath it.

Should it fall, even if the spikes weren't poisoned, the person on the bed would probably be dead in an instant.

"Yes, her life and death are now entirely in your hands."