C758 Hack!(last part)

Blood trickled from Bao Gong's mouth, his face a mask of despair. This wasn't just some lackey; it was like facing an ancient beast. Regret washed over him as he considered calling for Qing Hong's help, but Qiao Gao blocked his retreat, raising a single finger.

"Where do you think you're going?"

"Let's have a little chat."

Qiao Gao's lips curled into a teasing smile