Third World: Daddy Looks Pretty
A creepy satisfied smile appeared on Feng Zi's face terrifying the old man. Leaning in so close he said, "You like trafficking young girls, don't you? Did you want to turn me into a sex slave as well?" his tone gentle but to Fui Gen it made his blood run cold in terror.
Fui Gen's terror was definitely warranted as the knife on his throat was directly stabbed on his thigh with Feng Zi's face so close to his. The man covered his mouth blocking out Fui Gen's blood curdling screams.
The knife was twisted in scrapping his bone that Fui Gen felt like fainting but it was pointless as Feng Zi somehow managed to keep him awake. "Young master Feng please be reasonable. I will leave the business and compensate the girls before letting them go as long as you spare my life," pled Fui Gen as soon as his mouth was free. The man was evidently more terrified of Feng Zi than Feng Yu. He had even dared to touch this devil, a crime punishable by death.