The government officer named Xiao Qi had a look of terror in his eyes. As a government officer, he often imagined himself one day dying in a foreign land, so he wasn't particularly afraid of death or reluctant to leave the world of the living. But what he was facing now was completely different from going willingly to his death!
Being directly imprisoned to serve as someone's exclusive source of Inner Strength—that feeling of being unable to live or let go and die clawed at his heart, eating away at every inch of his skin.
"Hehe, scream all you want. We are deep in the mountains; even if you scream your lungs out, no one will come to save you."
"Serve me well, and who knows, you may turn calamity into a blessing. A laborer should act like a laborer!"
Li Xiaobai said indifferently, without any trace of fondness for these government officers.