Yang Xiao's eyes were cold as he surveyed the crowd, "You'd better bury those inhuman little thoughts deep in your hearts. If I find out, I'll carve open your chests and extract your hearts to wash them clean."
Faced with Yang Xiao's threat, everyone remained silent. After all, now that they're here, they have no choice but to comply; they've witnessed his methods.
"I have something to say." The night watchman suddenly spoke up.
"Go ahead, I'm a very democratic person." Yang Xiao placed his hands behind his back, calmly looking at him.
"Wu Qingcang once promised us that if we worked hard and redeemed ourselves, one day we'd be released, sent to the Myanmar-Tai Black Triangle. Of course, the condition was that we would never return to the country." The night watchman, under pressure, voiced everyone's thoughts; what everyone desires most is freedom, and no one wants to be a prisoner for life.
