Chapter 474

"Eat it!" Perseus' face shifted into a chilly expression. His gaze was piercing and terrifying to Mariteus. Mariteus gulped, pleading, "Mr. Perseus, have mercy on me. I really can't eat this." Perseus continued, "When you and Mike were discussing the organ trade and drug dealing, did you think that exploiting humans for profit was revolting? "You won't eat it? Very well then. Then you'll have to lick the blood off the floor. If you fail, I'll toss you into a vat of hot oil and cook you slowly. I won't even let you feel any pain. Do you believe me?" Perseus knew many methods to torture people. Thistle Isle Prison had trained him for the worst. "I'll eat it…" Mariteus replied, defeated. How could he bring himself to lick Mike's blood and snot from the floor? He reluctantly opened his mouth and chewed. Although the taste was somewhat bearable, the knowledge that it was Mike's flesh made his stomach churn violently. Mauritius' stomach heaved, but Perseus' warning kept him from v