The Flower Scorpion looked at him indifferently, "You don't want your arm anymore?"
Seeing there was no escape, the bandit had a ruthless glint in his eyes, "Alright, I'll give you an explanation!"
He pulled out a Short Dagger with his left hand and slashed at his right hand, two fingers dropping to the ground.
You can't stand firm if you're not ruthless. Surviving on the Wasteland emphasizes this more—not only towards others but also towards yourself.
Blood spurted out as he looked at the Flower Scorpion with a pale face, trembling as he asked, "Madam, are you satisfied?"
"I'm not satisfied!" the Flower Scorpion replied bluntly, "I want your whole hand, who said just two fingers would be enough?"
"Besides, I want to do it myself, who gave you the face to do it yourself?"
This is the true mentality of the strong—I'm the one to punish you... Who told you to show your toughness?
