The orphanage, already a mess, had Wen Wen move a chair and sit in front of Dr. Feng, gently slapping his cheek with the Battle-axe Steak.
At this moment, Dr. Feng had completely lost his earlier arrogant demeanor, looking at Wen Wen with a trace of fear, uncertain about what had just happened.
"I can control your life and death at any time, so do you still want to act tough? I can take a step back, as long as you tell me the locations of the remaining sixteen setups, I'll spare your life, but don't even think about getting your freedom."
Dr. Feng was somewhat tempted, but still clenched his teeth and refused Wen Wen, saying, "Death before dishonor!"
It wasn't that he harbored any noble sentiments, but those sixteen coordinates were his last leverage, and he hoped to use them to negotiate the best terms possible.
