Midnight Torture

"W-Why are you doing this?! Is it because of her, Zhang Xiu Ying?! Just what is she to you?!" Wang Ming cried with teary eyes and a runny nose.

Su Yang looked at his pitiful expression without any emotions on his face, and he spoke with a cold voice, "You know what I hate more than people using force upon others? People who use their status to pressure those who do not have the means to defend themselves — people like you."

Su Yang began approaching the trembling Wang Ming with slow steps.

"Even if Zhang Xiu Ying didn't ask, I would've gotten rid of you so that there will be fewer victims in this world."

Wang Ming's complexion was as pale as sheets right now, looking like there was no blood in his system and almost like a ghoul.