Chapter 1235: Women Are the Real Pigs' Trotters

Upon hearing this, Hei Dalong, despite being mentally prepared, couldn't help but take several steps back.

Shaking his head and with a mournful expression, he said, "Miss Hashimoto Ai, please don't joke about my life. Three powerful individuals ahead have been tortured half to death by it, and it's possible that one or two of them are already dead."

"I... I really can't do it."

"What do you mean you can't? You can definitely do it. For me, you need to gather all your courage."

Then, Hashimoto Ai continued in a serious tone, "Don't forget, you were supposed to die, drained of the Black Magic Knife by that girl. If I hadn't saved you, by now you would have become a nearly rotting corpse."

"Not only did I save you, but I also increased your power, achieving true unity between you and the knife. Shouldn't you be grateful to me and sacrifice for me?"

"Are you like those blabbering idiots?"

This grievous interrogation made cold sweat run down Hei Dalong's forehead.