"Remember to change the batch tomorrow; today's selection... the quality is quite poor!"
After speaking, he casually grabbed a maid standing nearby.
The maid was so terrified she almost fainted, but dared not move, only trembling all over.
Long Zhan seemed to have vented his anger and did not act further on her, merely tearing open her blouse to use it as a towel to wipe his hands and face, then strode away.
Not until he had walked far away did the maid kneel down and start to cry softly.
The reason was simple: the current Long Zhan was too frightening.
All of this traces back to the moment he woke up to find the wounds on his face would never heal.
Upon realizing this fact, he collapsed.
Having been pampered since childhood, how could he possibly accept such a reality?
So he began throwing things in a near-hysterical rage, and finding it insufficiently satisfying, he started killing people.
And it wasn't simple killing; it was extremely brutal torture.
