"Thinking of taking me as a hostage and escaping?" Su Feiman’s throat was clamped by his twisted fingers.

The voice seemed to squeeze out from his lungs, yet there was not a trace of fear, but rather his dark eyes shone with an unusual, strong light, and he burst out laughing: "King, oh king, from the first time we met when I was a child, every time I thought you would disappoint me, you always surprised me beyond expectation!"

Cold sweat dripped from Third Young Master Jun’s forehead.

His body, simultaneously afflicted by illness and poison, had actually overdrawn its physical capabilities to the limit. The burst of attack at this moment could only last for a while and could not be maintained throughout.

His hand had to strain to avoid shaking, but it didn’t have much strength to control Su Feiman anymore and could only resort to viciously brutalizing him.

"If you don’t want to die, then shut up and agree to let me go!"

"No!" Su Feiman simply refused, but his rejection brought about Third Young Master Jun’s ruthless tightening of the fingers, causing Su Feiman’s face to turn purple, his breath weak, barely able to breathe. A little longer, and he might suffocate to death.

"Godfather..." The bodyguards and Lie Feng called out anxiously, but seeing Third Young Master Jun’s ruthless expression, a chill rose up their spines, and they dared not make any rash moves.

It was only when the godfather was almost out of breath that Third Young Master Jun relaxed a bit, allowing him to breathe faintly.

Because he had been holding his breath, Su Feiman’s face showed a look of pain, but the corners of his mouth were turned up in pride, extremely self-satisfied.

Lie Feng and the bodyguards exchanged puzzled glances as they felt an odd sensation in their hearts; in such a moment, with his life held in Third Young Master’s hand, the godfather could still smile.

Sigh, these powerful figures are beyond compare; even at the brink of life and death, they show no fear. Third Young Master Jun is a madman, and the godfather is also a madman.

Su Feiman laughed wildly: "King, how could I possibly let you go? You are my most successful creation, even more successful than I ever imagined. How could I let you go?"

"Uh..." Third Young Master Jun grunted, feeling a needle piercing his arm, and his whole body suddenly weakened, collapsing to the ground, devoid of all strength.

The bodyguards quickly tied up Third Young Master Jun and finally let out a sigh of relief in secret. It turned out the godfather had been prepared, otherwise, things would have been dire.

The godfather concealed the micro needle in his fingernail and stood up steadily, looking down at Third Young Master Jun whose intense stare had faded to calm and coldly watched him.

"What exactly do you want to do?" Third Young Master Jun’s voice was like millennial frost, emitting extreme coldness.

"You will know soon." Su Feiman curled his lips, his eyes carrying a deep, unfathomable dark light, "Do you know the highest realm of desire? It is to control any and all desires! I am very curious to see if your will can reach that level!"

Third Young Master Jun’s pupils contracted.

Su Feiman took out a small exquisite glass bottle from his pocket, about the size of a fingertip, but what it contained was an extremely precious top-grade poison.

"Only by tasting the world’s deadliest temptation, yet still being able to resist, can one be truly strong, with strength in their very bones. After this, no more desires will be able to shake your heart, no enemy will be able to tempt you, without desire there is no weakness, that is the pinnacle of the strong!"

Lie Feng sucked in a cold breath, looking at the godfather’s bottle in his hand, his face turned white, his heart pounding.

This terrifying thing... Can Third Young Master really overcome it? 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

That’s not just any poison; if Third Young Master can’t hold on, he’ll die, he’ll really die.