Fong Laiyi listened to Xiao Yao's question and suddenly laughed, "Xiao Yao, if you want to know where your mother is imprisoned, fine. Let me go, otherwise, you won't get any information."
Although Fong Laiyi was superficially bargaining with Xiao Yao, in reality, she was inwardly filled with dark hatred. She had already guessed that the one who captured her might be Leng Changrui's people, but when facing the fact, she was exceedingly furious. Especially after thinking about the hardships she had endured over the past year, enduring what ordinary people could not bear.
Therefore, there was simply no way she would disclose the location of that woman's imprisonment.
Xiao Yao sneered coldly, "Heh, Fong Laiyi, you are in no position to bargain with me now. Speak sensibly, or you'll soon spare yourself from the bone-eroding pain."
Surprised by Xiao Yao's words, Fong Laiyi shrieked, "What did you do to me?"
