Sun Ze tugged at the corners of his mouth, shouting angrily,
"Kid, my Sun Family will never let you off..."
Mo Hua showed no mercy and smashed his head with a stick.
Sun Ze only felt his forehead buzzing.
"Think carefully before you speak," Mo Hua reminded him.
Sun Ze gritted his teeth, hardened his heart, and thought that a wise man doesn't fight when the odds are against him. He begged for mercy,
"Little brother, I was wrong, I was ignorant. I dare not tell you what to do. Please, be magnanimous and let me go."
Mo Hua naturally didn't believe what he said, but he didn't care either. He said,
"I'll ask you a few questions. If you answer them, I'll let you go. Otherwise, you might as well have your father have another son..."
Mo Hua was just trying to scare Sun Ze.
Sun Ze, however, broke out in a cold sweat. His father didn't need to have another; he already had two other sons.
