Severus repeatedly kowtowed, "Yes, my lord, I know I was wrong, I won't dare again, please spare me this time! I..."
Before he could finish speaking, Xue An interrupted him directly.
"Do you know? Even from this far, I can still smell the filth on you. Your soul is just like the black sludge in a gutter, as foul-smelling as those dead people! Yet you... dare to beg for mercy?"
Upon hearing Xue An's words, Severus' face turned ashen, a look of despair appeared in his eyes, "But... but..."
"What is the dead Copet to you?" Xue An suddenly asked.
"Uh... he was... a subordinate of the boss!" Severus replied with difficulty.
"A subordinate? So, does that mean you and he belong to the same boss?" Xue An said with interest.
"Yes... that's right!" Although Severus didn't know why Xue An suddenly asked these questions, as long as he wasn't killed, Severus was willing to do anything.
Only those who often inflict death on others can truly understand the fear of death.
