Rogue

His heart was trying to cope with the situation when he realized he was tied to the chair... Not so harshly but yes there was a sting in his wrist because of rope. When he regained his consciousness back he saw a man with a deadly aura sitting in front of him on the couch with legs crossed over.

Even when he was just sitting with an expressionless face, cold air around him was freezing everyone's bones present in the room.

"Cut his fingers and send them to his sister one by one with the photographs of us together. Ten pictures for one finger with detail of the photograph." When the king ordered the sentence to the culprit, every fibre of Zhao Zhang's body felt a shiver in it. He looked at him as if he saw death and dared not to move a bit.

"But Sir, we don't know if he did this because of any threat...What if he is innocent...??" Zhao Zhang tried to speak but got cut severely.