After the pain, there came ecstasy.
"Ahhh, my hand is fine again. It's growing back."
"So is my foot. It doesn't hurt anymore."
When the night fell, Liu Sanniang and Chu Yan returned to the city silently. These beggars were different from the people in the city. What they wanted from Miao Yin was only to eliminate the pain from their bodies.
They had no families. The only thing they could lose was their life. Therefore, after a short period of comfort, they would be in eternal pain.
Chu Yan held her hand and said gently, "Sanniang, you did a great job."
Liu Sanniang pretended to be calm. "Thanks."
On the surface, she was still calm, but in her heart, she was screaming crazily.
The sapling in her heart seemed to have been nourished by the rain and began to grow crazily.
Yuqiong Pavilion was already heavily guarded and no one could enter or leave the place.