Why would Beiming Zihan be afraid of Beiming Ziqiu's hateful gaze at this moment? After a while, he found it boring to watch the other person's face begging for mercy due to pain.

Sure, here's the translation of the paragraph:

"Sure enough, I already knew that he was a spineless wimp, but this is just too boring."

Bei Ming ignored him and turned away, no longer paying any attention to him. "Drag him to a less conspicuous place," he ordered.

Xiao Li nodded respectfully, saying, "Yes."

Now, being an experienced translator of Chinese web novels, I will translate the paragraph you provided into English:

"Beiming Ziqi can still know everything that is happening around him. It seems that Xiaoli has already betrayed him. He is truly scared now. Being unable to move or speak signifies that he can only wait for death. His heart has long been engulfed by fear."

Wuyou returned to his room. As a modern person, he was still very afraid of the dead. Hesitating, he asked, "Will he really die?"

This kind of thing is nonsense. Bei Ming Zihan glanced at him and said, "You are kind-hearted? Can't bear it?"

Wu You: "...In our world, ordinary people do not kill." He looked at Bei Ming Zihan's cold expression and spoke very cautiously.

Běi Míngzǐ Hán listened to his words and laughed mockingly, "Ordinary people...Are you an ordinary person? If you don't kill him now, he will kill you tomorrow."

Wuyou knows this, in the modern world there are bad people too, and he is more than happy to see them being dealt with by the law. But when it comes to watching someone being tortured to death or knowing that they were, it's a different story. Wuyou lowered his head and remained silent...

Beiming Zihan's face turned gloomy. He didn't need someone who could spare the enemy. He reached out and lifted Wu You, taking him out the door.

Floating Wuyou, with his feet off the ground, grumbled, "......" Show off your height and fall over! Can't you speak nicely and walk on your own?

Beiming Zihan dragged the person all the way to a corner, where Beiming Ziqi was constantly in pain. His face was contorted with bulging veins, resembling something terrifying. Wuyou frowned, turning her head away.

Beiming Zihan put down Wu You and came to Beiming Ziqi without hesitation, delivering a few ruthless strikes on his body.

Although it was only a few strikes, Beiming Ziqi's legs were broken and his cultivation technique was nearly crippled. Beiming Zihan controlled her strength, ensuring that he didn't die and was able to move again.

Beiming Ziqi collapsed on the ground, wanting to scream in agony, but still unable to make a sound. He could only struggle with difficulty, filled with a desperate will to survive.

Beiming Zihan stepped on his head with one foot, saying, "Now you have a chance to survive. Kill Wuyou, and I'll let you go."

Wuyou, who originally had a furrowed brow, was startled when he heard his words... The serpent disease was going to kill him!

Muyou couldn't believe her eyes as she looked at Beiming Zihan. "...... QWQ why?" Her voice choked with emotion.

A few days ago, when Beiming Zihan was willing to risk his life to protect him, Wu You thought that they had become very good friends. But now...?

When Beiming Zihan heard his voice, there was a moment of hesitation in his heart, but it disappeared without a trace in the next moment. He looked at Wuyou coldly and said, "Or perhaps you can kill him. Right now, only one of you can survive. Choose for yourself."

Wu You probably understood what Bei Ming Zihan meant. This was because he had softened his heart and was forcing himself to kill.

Wu You, for the first time, didn't seem as scared of Bei Ming Zihan. He asked in a questioning tone, "How could you do that?"

Why can't we do this? Beiming Zihan coldly chuckled, "Aren't you trying to spare him? Let's see if he wants to spare you." With that, he threw a knife onto the ground.

Before Bei Ming Zi Han took action, if Wu You chose to die because he wanted to spare Bei Ming Zi Qi, then this child would truly be worthless. It would be better to not have him at all.

Now, North Ming Ziqi, who was lying on the ground, was desperately trying to grab that knife. He felt that North Ming Zihan would not let him go and only wanted to kill someone as a sacrifice, killing that child suited his intentions perfectly! Although he would prefer to kill North Ming Zihan, it was obviously impossible.

Wuyou watched as Beiming Ziqi picked up the knife, crawling towards him with both legs fractured in a strange position. It was extremely terrifying, causing his heart to uncontrollably beat rapidly, and his breathing to become quick and shallow.

Wuyou glanced at Beiming Zihan in a pleading manner, but he paid no attention and his gaze remained unchanged, even though there was a hint of unusualness in his heart.

Beiming Ziqi finally climbed up to Wuyou's front. With a strange smile on his face, he spoke with a voice filled with resentment, "I will kill you and you shall accompany me in death."

Wuyou got frightened and turned around to run, but was grabbed by Beiming Zihan and thrown directly to Beiming Ziqi's side. "Only one can survive," he said, his words unchanged in meaning.

Wuyou couldn't bear the twisted gaze and expression on Beiming Ziqi's face, who was so close to him. He snatched the knife and slashed at his throat without knowing where he found the courage. He either wanted to kill the other party with one blow or make it clear that dragging things out would only make him more scared.

Fresh blood stained Wuyou's body, and the crimson eyes became filled with terror. Unable to control it, a shrill scream escaped: "Ah!" Tears immediately welled up in the eyes, and overcome with fright, Wuyou sat on the ground, unable to move due to weakened legs.

Chou yan yi sheng, Wu You ku le qi lai, bi zhe yan jing bu qu kan yi jing si le de Bei Ming Zi Qi.

Beiming Zihan stood by the side without offering any consolation or doing anything. After a long while, when Wu You slowly stopped crying, he spoke up: "Have you cried enough? What are you crying for? Feeling sorry for him? He had a look in his eyes just now that wanted to kill you, there was no sympathy for you."

Of course, it wasn't a pity! Wuyou knew that Beiming Ziqi was a bad person and wanted to kill her, but when she personally took action, her heart was filled with nothing but fear.

Wuyou glared fiercely at Beiming Zihan, saying, "Get lost!"

Applause! How audacious! Little Li, who was busy inside the house, felt a sweat for Wu You when she heard his loud shout. If anyone else spoke to their own master like that, they would be doomed, right? So what about this Wu You?

Beiming Zihan's expression turned cold, and he lifted Wuyou up again. Wuyou was still afraid, thinking that Beiming Zihan was going to cut him now. He started crying again QWQ...

Bei Mingzi Han spat out two words: "Shut up!"

Wuyou quickly lowered his voice and in that instant, stared at the other person with a fierce expression, saying, "Get lost!" Afterwards, he immediately retreated in fear...

Beiming Zihan simply carried him into the house. Xiaoli knew that it was a matter of life and death, so she had already prepared a bathtub inside the house, even though she didn't know if her master would use it. Nonetheless, having a bucket of water ready was always a good idea.

Beiming Zihan tore off his carefree clothes and threw them into the bathtub.

Wuyou watched him and realized that he wasn't bothered by her at all. It was the first time she discovered such tolerance towards his obsession with snakes. He felt more courageous now: "Go away! I'll wash it myself!" Anyway, he was in a really bad mood now, so what if he shouted!

Bei Mingzi Han originally intended to let him wash himself. After all, the first time killing someone might require some time alone to calm down. However, upon hearing Wu You's words, he stopped in his tracks.

Beiming Zihan approached the bathtub and lent a helping hand, intentionally giving a few extra touches. He couldn't even handle a little brat!

Wuyou's face turned red, and she became both embarrassed and angry. "What are you doing! Don't touch me!" she continued to glare.

Bei Mingzihan had an emotionless face. He was only ten years old and definitely had no other thoughts. However, he must teach a lesson. How dare he show a look of disdain? Bei Mingzihan patted him all over, treating it as if he was giving a child a bath.

Wuyou exclaimed, "Why are you squeezing my butt?!"

Passing by Little Li: "..." This conversation is so strange...