The piercing pain in his shoulder made Chen Dahai kneel on the ground. Looking at Xu Xiangbei, he knew this wasn't a dream; it was reality.
Chen Dahai shrank back, begging for mercy, "Boss, please don't hit me. I'm just a small fry, I have to watch others' faces, follow others' orders, I'm being forced."
Xu Xiangbei smiled as he tidied Chen Dahai's uniform collar, but his voice was chilling, "I know you're a pitiful creature; I don't intend to make things difficult for you. I only have one request: just tell the truth, don't make false statements. Otherwise, I'll crush both your arms, understand?"
Chen Dahai sobbed and kowtowed to Xu Xiangbei, "I have an eighty-year-old mother and an eight-year-old child. Please spare me, boss. I promise to tell the truth, never lie. If I dare lie, break my hands."
Xu Xiangbei walked towards the interrogation room, leaving a remark, "Remember your oath."
