Ruby?
Mike memorized this name in his heart. Then, he looked at the short elf and asked, "Is there anything else you haven't said?"
"No, absolutely not! I swear that I've told you everything I know!"
"Very good."
Mike revealed a smile and slightly tightened his left hand.
Crack.
The next moment, the elf widened his eyes in disbelief. He lowered his head shakily and looked at his left hand. The last thumb had been cut off, and fresh blood flowed out from all the wounds. He had not expected that even if he had said everything, he would still not be able to save that finger in the end.
"This is to teach you a lesson. Remember, there are some people you absolutely should not offend."
After saying that, Mike turned around and left.
Timus, on the other hand, used the same cold tone to say to the short elf, "He's right, plus, there's no point in keeping this finger. Why don't we just cut off all of it?"