No wonder he can get along so well in South Yue City, and also no wonder that everyone calls him "Cheeky Wang."
Old Yu listened and was furious, his finger trembling as he pointed at Wang Lai:
"You, you're shameless!"
Without any cause for grievance, it was clearly he who wanted to silence someone by killing them, yet was now trying to turn the tables.
Wang Lai sneered without saying a word.
Mo Hua smiled but then said, "Cheeky Wang."
Wang Lai, upon hearing this, his expression suddenly changed, "You know me?"
If one didn't know his background, they wouldn't know this nickname.
Wang Lai thought it over carefully, a chill gradually growing in his heart as he narrowed his eyes and said:
"So that means you know everything, you came for me from the start, and you've seen everything that's happened here?"
"Sort of." Mo Hua said indifferently.
Wang Lai asked: "Just how much do you know?"
Mo Hua counted on her fingers:
"This month, you've been to the Red Happy Building seven times, you've robbed people twice on the road, you've beaten up people six times, swindled five meals, and the day before yesterday you gambled and lost a total of ten and three-tenths Spirit Stones..."
Wang Lai was shocked and pale, "How is that possible? How could you possibly know!"
Mo Hua curled her lip.
I've been watching you every day, of course, I know everything.
It's just that you, a fool, have such low Divine Sense that you didn't notice.
These words, of course, Mo Hua would not say out loud, but rather showed a profound and inscrutable smile, which made Wang Lai even more baffled.
Wang Lai's heart trembled in fear, "What exactly do you want to do?"
Mo Hua's voice was clear as she said:
"I'll ask you a few questions, and you better answer honestly."
Wang Lai's gaze hardened, "If I tell you, can you spare me?"
"If you talk, I won't kill you, but instead take you to the Taoist Court where the Taoist Court can decide your fate. If you don't talk, I'll slaughter you right now!" Mo Hua threatened.
Wang Lai sneered, "Once I'm at the Taoist Court, won't I still die?"
Mo Hua said, "There's a difference between dying sooner and dying later, besides, don't you know Court Leader Zhao? Beg him for mercy, and perhaps he'll let you go."
Wang Lai's gaze flickered as he sneered:
"Since you know me so well, then you should already know what you want to know. Why bother asking me?"
"If you're asking me now, then there must be some things you don't know."
"If you don't know, and I do, then I still have value, so you won't kill me!" Wang Lai firmly said.
Bai Zisheng said unhappily, "He's still talking tough."
Mo Hua gave him one last chance, "Are you really not going to talk?"
Wang Lai snorted disdainfully, "Even if you beat me to death, I won't tell."
Mo Hua said, "Good! I admire your backbone!"
Then Mo Hua drew out the Thousand Jun Stick, glanced at Bai Zisheng, and said:
"Beat him up."
Bai Zisheng was excited. He had wanted to give this bastard a thrashing for a long time, but he had held back because Mo Hua wanted to ask Wang Lai some questions.
Now, upon hearing this, Bai Zisheng was both happy and a little worried:
"Is this okay?"
"What could go wrong?"
"What if he's beaten to death?"
"If he's beaten to death, so be it. He's not a good guy anyway."
"No, I mean if he's beaten to death, won't you not be able to ask him anything?"
"It's fine, let's leave it to fate. After all, there are still three more over there..."
"That makes sense..."
…
After Mo Hua and Bai Zisheng had finished speaking, with a friendly smile, they stepped towards Wang Lai.
Wang Lai felt a chill in his heart and couldn't help but prop himself up with his hands against the cold stone wall, scooting back until there was no room left to retreat, then he trembled:
"You... don't..."
Mo Hua raised the Thousand Jun Stick high, "Let's see if your mouth is as tough as my iron stick!"