"Who sent you here?" Ray glanced at Elsha before turning back to the beaten-up man, his gaze murderous.
The man felt a chill run down his spine the moment Ray glanced at him, as if an instinctual fear had overtaken him.
"Nooo…" he cried out as Ray's fist rapidly enlarged in his vision.
"I'll tell you everything."
He closed his eyes with a terrified expression as the wind blew in his face, almost causing him to wet his pants.
"Then tell me." Ray said lightly, a smile on his face as he loosened his fist and let it fall back to his side.
"If you had taken any longer, I would have killed you."
"Madman," the man muttered under his breath, sweat pouring down his forehead.
"Can you guarantee that I won't be killed if I reveal the information?"
"Did you really think you were useful?" Ray looked at the man with a cold gaze. "In front of me, you're nothing. Even if you don't reveal the information, I can very well get it from you after you die."
"You…"
