Foolish Fantasies (7)

Huo Siqian paused. Then, he slowly put down the calligraphy brush in his hand and asked, "Do you know what kind of pleasure I get from doing these big projects?" 

His subordinates did not understand where he was getting at, so they did not dare to give an affirmative answer.

"Sorry, we don't know. Can you please tell us?"

"It's like playing tag. I enjoy the process… The best part isn't catching the target but rather how you can intimidate her while trying to catch her, thus magnifying the terror in her heart…"

His subordinates were incapable of reaching Huo Siqian's realm and thus did not understand what he just said.

Wasn't revenge something you would do to those you hate?

"Is Mo Xue'er still at South Side?" Huo Siqian asked.