After Ling Heng walked towards Lu Shun, Lu Shun yelled to his underlings in panic, asking them to stop Ling Heng. But with number 12 present, they were powerless.
"You are quite the cruel one. For a young man to be able to do something like you, it seemed that your family had truly spoiled you. Today I shall let you know how it feels to have things you do done on you." Ling Heng said coldly.
"You... What do you want to do!?" Lu Shun asked fearfully.
"Since you came up with a method to torture people, have you never thought of trying it yourself?" Ling Heng said coldly.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry. No, please don't do that!" Lu Shun knelt and begged for forgiveness. The man kept banging his head on the floor.
"I do not have any toothpicks but I can only use another method. But I bet it feels about the same." Ling Heng grabbed Lu Shun by the hair and dragged him to the coffee table.