Apart from the two hostages, there was a group of people in the cabin.
One group was armed, crouched by the windows, cautiously observing the situation outside.
Another group stood in front of the bound man and woman, ready to use torture to force them to surrender what they wanted.
"Hand over the chip!" A man in a white outfit walked to the woman and pressed a long sword against her throat coldly.
The woman was very young, with delicate features and round, large eyes. Despite the whip scars on her face, she was still undeniably beautiful.
Her simple brown outfit was torn by whips and stained with blood in many places.
Upon hearing the man's words, the young woman smirked sarcastically and sneered coldly, "Kill me if you want, do as you please!"
Though her voice was cold, it was melodious, crisp, and clear.
The man had already lost his patience and applied more force to the sword.
