Wu Kemin trembled like a leaf in the autumn wind, his face streaked with tears and snot. His lips quivered, and though he seemed to want to say something, his words were a jumble of fear.
Watching Yang Qi approach step by step, he found the calmness in his eyes more terrifying than any ferocious expression.
"I… I was wrong! Spare me! Advisor Yang! No, Grandpa Yang! Spare my life!"
Wu Kemin suddenly dropped to his knees with a THUD. He kowtowed desperately, his forehead hitting the dead leaves and dirt with dull THUMPS as he cried and begged for mercy.
"I'll talk! I'll tell you everything, just please don't kill me! I can be your mole! I know a lot of secrets! I…"
Wu Kemin's pleas were wretched, as if he had truly been scared out of his wits and was willing to betray everything.
However, just as his kowtowing slowed and Yang Qi was less than two meters away—
A crazed and deadly glint erupted in Wu Kemin's eyes.
His kneeling body shot up like a spring!
