C244 Mercenary Group

"That damned servant!" Ouyang Xingwen spat out with venom. Wang Er was still under lock and key, subjected to relentless questioning, yet there had been no breakthroughs.

For several days now, since taking the Intelligence Enlightening Pill, Ouyang Xingwen had felt nothing. Doubts crept in—had he ingested a counterfeit? His father wouldn't deceive him