In the room, the fat man named Magis was bare-chested, already tied to a chair, rolls of fat spilling out. His eyes, full of terror, stared at the robed man whose body was shrouded in darkness. The other man had grabbed him the moment he made a move… That wasn't what truly terrified him; the key was that he couldn't shout. No sound would come from his throat; every attempt was the same. That was why he was so afraid.
Then he saw the other man walk closer and say in a low, eerie voice, "Magis! Do you know why I've come to you?"
"I…" Magis swallowed, instinctively shook his head, and then realized he could speak again. He was just about to scream when he heard the other man say, "If you dare call out, I'll kill you on the spot."
Threatened, Magis snapped his mouth shut, staring fearfully at Li Yifei. The fat on his body was trembling as he stammered, "I don't know, what… what do you want?"
