Ariel was escorted by several people into a small room.
"You have one more chance, if you don't speak up, you know what will happen," the man sneered as he watched Ariel, noticing the tears in the corner of her eyes, a flash of contempt crossing his gaze. It seemed this woman was no different from ordinary women, crying when faced with trouble.
Ariel's lips were pressed firmly together as she stared at the man. She definitely would not speak.
The man took a step forward, reaching out and grabbing Ariel's chin, forcing her to look into his eyes, "I won't be merciful, you'd better think it through."
"Hmph!" Ariel snorted coldly and averted her gaze.
"Good! Very good!" A cold silver light shot from the man's eyes.
Ariel immediately felt the sensation of suffocation again.
