Reborn as a Mind Reader: Lord God of War, Don't Be Crazy

There was a fishy sweetness in my throat, and I was nailed to the floor, my eyes almost split open. Zhao Heng stood in front of me, the dagger in his hand still bleeding. His face was still as gentle as jade, with a smile on his lips, but his eyes were full of disgust and contempt that I had never seen before.