Fang Xiu continued to stare at him calmly, as if he were looking at a clown.
"Don't look at me like that!" Lin Ziyang roared wildly, " I'll torture you to death, then throw you into a meat grinder to be shredded, and finally feed you to stray cats and dogs!"
As he spoke, Lin Ziyang suddenly pulled out a crumpled certificate from his pocket—a bright red one with the words "Kind-Hearted Person" written on it.
"See that? I've even become a 'Kind-Hearted Person' by killing and feeding dogs. Are you scared? I'm asking you—are you scared?!!"
The bloodshot veins in Lin Ziyang's eyes grew denser, his eyeballs seeming on the verge of bursting.
Fang Xiu remained calm: "You're just a worthless shit whose mind has been corrupted by bizarre forces. I never thought that such a trivial level of bizarre power could turn you into a mad dog. What kind of worthless person could achieve that?"
"You bastard!!" Lin Ziyang snapped instantly.
He had executed many people in this warehouse, but none had ever been like Fang Xiu, who seemed to have no concept of fear.
Not only that, but Fang Xiu gave the impression that it was he who was bound to the seat.
The others were all trembling, sweating profusely, and begging for mercy.
"Please spare me."
"I'll do anything as long as you don't kill me."
That beautiful voice filled with fear and despair intoxicated him.
Lin Ziyang was already on the brink of losing control of his sanity, so his personality had become incredibly brutal and deranged. He could only find pleasure in torturing and killing others. For him, the most wonderful thing was to taste others' fear.
Now, not only had he failed to taste fear, but he had been mocked, which made him feel like he was about to explode.
"I'll torture you to death! I'll see if you're still so sharp-tongued when you're covered in wounds and on the brink of death!"
Lin Ziyang rushed madly to the torture device table nearby and began selecting torture devices. He picked up a steel needle, but thought it was too small. He then picked up a branding iron, but it was still too small. He wanted to choose the most brutal torture device to teach Fang Xiu a lesson.
"You're really useless. It takes you this long to choose a torture device?" Fang Xiu's calm voice echoed in the empty warehouse.
"Damn it!"
Lin Ziyang shouted, then suddenly slammed both hands onto the torture table. The steel table was deformed by the force, and the torture instruments scattered all over the floor.
He was completely enraged by Fang Xiu's calmness.
He picked up a pair of pliers from the ground and walked toward Fang Xiu with a ferocious expression.
"You sharp-tongued brat, I'll pull out every single one of your teeth! I'll throw the lower ones onto the roof and bury the upper ones in the ground!"
He grinned savagely, waving the pliers in front of Fang Xiu, seemingly wanting to see the fear on Fang Xiu's face to satisfy his twisted mind.
However, he was destined to be disappointed, as Fang Xiu's face remained as calm as an ancient well.
Just as Lin Ziyang was about to lose his temper, Fang Xiu spoke.
A calm voice, devoid of any emotion, rang out.
"If you want to die, which method would you choose?"
"What did you say?" Lin Ziyang paused for a moment.
"Do you want to be crushed to death by a sledgehammer, beaten into a pulp with fists, or executed by a thousand cuts?
Speak. How do you want to die? I will do my best to fulfill your wish."
At that moment, Fang Xiu was as calm as an old monk in meditation, unruffled by the situation. Yet the words that came from his mouth sent a chill down one's spine.
Fang Xiu's words caused the maniacal smile on Lin Ziyang's face to fade gradually.
He stared intently at Fang Xiu with bloodshot eyes, a silent fear spreading through him.
"Is it hard to decide?"
Fang Xiu's lips curled into a faint smile, his tone as calm as if he were helping an old friend decide what to have for dinner.
"Well, since you're Prince Teng's cousin, I'll grant you mercy.
Let me choose for you.
Let's go with thousands cuts. I happen to have a scalpel; I'll slice the flesh off your body piece by piece. But since I'm not a professional, you might die after a few hundred or even a few dozen cuts. Please forgive me."
At this moment, Lin Ziyang's gaze toward Fang Xiu changed, filled with astonishment and uncertainty.
He simply couldn't understand why, even though Fang Xiu was bound to the seat like meat on a cutting board,
he remained completely calm, even with a hint of confidence in his tone.
It was as if he were the one bound there.
This made Lin Ziyang extremely annoyed.
"Ahhh!!" Lin Ziyang screamed in frustration, frantically pulling at his hair. His once neat hairstyle was ruined, and he even pulled out several strands of hair with scalp bloodstains.
"You're the crazy one! Who the hell lost their mind here?
Do you even understand the situation? I'm the one in control of life and death now! How dare you ask me how you want to die!?
If I want to, you'll be turned into dog food right now, and I'll use you to get another certificate of kindness!"
Lin Ziyang stared intently at Fang Xiu, trying to see even a hint of fear on his face.
However, he was destined to be disappointed.
Fang Xiu's face did not show any trace of fear, only the calmness of one who controls everything.
"You're wrong. Your life has always been in my hands."
"What! Do you even know what you're saying? You better get your head straight before you speak!"
Fang Xiu ignored Lin Ziyang, who had once again descended into madness, and instead turned his head slightly, fixing his gaze on the bizarre creature lurking nearby, its eyes gleaming with anticipation.
It was a humanoid creature with a triangular pointed head, its entire body a vivid green, its black claws having gestured countless times.
When he turned his head, his gaze immediately locked onto the creature.
"I've seen you gesturing over there for ages. Are you really that eager to eat someone?"
Lin Ziyang froze: "Who are you talking to?"
"The strange creature. What? Can't you see it? It's right beside me, a strange creature covered in emerald green, dripping with thick liquid."
Lin Ziyang stared blankly at the empty air beside Fang Xiu. He was now so confused he couldn't tell if he was the one who had gone mad, or if Fang Xiu had.
"You're crazy. You're definitely crazy…"
However, before he could finish his sentence, a shocking scene unfolded!
The air beside Fang Xiu suddenly twisted, and a strange creature with emerald-green skin, black claws, and a triangular head suddenly appeared!
"What!" Lin Ziyang was instantly horrified, his face turning pale.
"Where the hell did this weird creature come from?!"
Fang Xiu smiled faintly: "There's not just one."
He then looked at all the weird creatures in the warehouse and locked eyes with them all.
"Come out."
As soon as he finished speaking, a scene that terrified Lin Ziyang to the core unfolded.
In the once empty warehouse, five or six grotesque creatures with hideous faces and terrifying forms suddenly appeared out of thin air!
Their eyes gleamed with extreme excitement and bloodlust, and they let out inhuman growls.