Bang, bang, bang—
King Qinguang knocked his head against the floor, over and over.
His forehead was a bloody mess.
A pool of blood had built up on the floor.
Fang Xiaocao squinted her eyes, watching King Qinguang.
Her mind continuously calculated all the possibilities.
All signs pointed to one thing: if the secret of the purchase channels for bionic robots were leaked, the consequences for King Qinguang would be worse than death.
But what could be worse than death?
A fate worse than death?
Trapped between life and death, unable to live or to die?
Or was it something concerning his family's safety?
But for someone like King Qinguang, would he truly value his family's life above his own?
Fang Xiaocao asked herself over and over in her heart.
When she reached this question, Fang Xiaocao shook her head.
Given King Qinguang's personality, the answer was clear.
He would never place his family's life above his own.
Nor would he sacrifice his own life for their safety.
