Facing Li Huowang's action, Yuan Heping just wanted to retract his hand, but Li Huowang's foot was stamped firmly on his wrist, immobilizing him completely. "Don't, don't, don't!"
When the sharp edge of the knife started to cut through the skin of his hand, Li Huowang stopped and, looking intently into Yuan Heping's eyes, demanded, "Speak. Who exactly are you!? Your identities! Your purpose!"
"I...I don't know!" said Yuan Heping, his face the picture of innocence.
"A few of us barely escaped from the mental hospital, we took advantage of the night when there's no one around to come out looking for food to pick up."
"Bullshit! Do you think I'd believe such a ridiculous story? Then why did you run!"
Tears almost started to fall from Yuan Heping's eyes as he said, "You...you chased after me with a kitchen knife like a madman, who wouldn't run!"
