His gloomy and terrifying gaze stared fixedly at the picture on his screen. His tightly clenched fists let out a horrifyingly taut sound.
The young handsome face was too pale and aghast to be real.
He easily recognized the boy, whose face was covered in blood, in the image to be none other than Mu Yichen!
"Continue the investigation with this IP address!"
He commanded coldly without further ado.
His assistant sprang into action at the immediate order.
The man looked at the monitor again. In the image, his son was hung suspended in mid-air by his hands. The photo only showed his upper body, but even then, he could see that the boy was covered in whip marks.
The white shirt he was wearing was in shambles and stained red with blood. The wound on his abdomen was especially deep, bloody, and badly maimed!
He could not imagine what kind of thrashing his son had endured for it to result in such an awful and frightening sight!