C141 The Death of the Dutchman

"My dear brother, don't worry. I won't kill you. When your hands and feet are chopped clean, brother will find a clean vat and raise you until you grow old." Mu Hong's voice was filled with the pride of revenge.

Mu Xu didn't know if he was in pain or frightened, but he curled up in a corner and trembled, looking abnormally terrified.

"Not good, I lost my chance, I lost my chance