Chapter 400 Bite Your Tongue to Die

• Master Wang clawed at Leon White’s hands, trying to pry them off, but no matter how hard he fought, those fingers clamped his throat like iron pliers. There was no breaking free.
• A moment ago, Master Wang had been a wrecking ball. Now, facing Leon White, he looked like a frail invalid with zero chance of fighting back.
• Starved of air, Master Wang rasped in broken gasps, “Hong Shaokang used me… you’re… not someone easy to handle…”