In an abandoned factory, a person was tied to a stool, his clothes tattered.

He looked at me as I walked in, trying to stand up hesitantly.

Xu Muzhou waved his hand, and the person beside him took away the cloth from the man's mouth.

"Shen Tang, please save me. After all, we are alumni."

"Indeed, old classmates." I smiled, sitting on the sofa in front of him, picked up the knife on the table and spun it around. "But what to do, it was me who had you tied up."

"Why? We have no grievances between us."

"Maybe I just want to be a good person." I slowly stood up.

"Then what does it have to do with me... ah..."

He couldn't control his wailing.

"I haven't done anything yet, buddy." The knife in my hand was just one centimeter away from his eyeball.

He trembled, with a tearful voice, "I'll do whatever you want me to do, Shen Tang, please don't kill me."

I put my index finger to my lips and made a "shh" sound. "What are you saying, in a society governed by law, we can't do illegal things."

He tightly closed his lips, nodding vigorously.