"I planned to end this quickly, but it seems that you want a taste of hell." Jiang Pengji lifted him easily by grasping his collar. "And you won't be disappointed," she said with indifference.
Agony caused his face to turn red then pale. He was in too much pain to comprehend her, or even to command his numb limbs.
"But I will save it for a moment until you tell me everything you can." Sharpness flashed in her eyes then vanished, leaving no trace of being there.
Host V: "I guess it's my duty as a host to show my audience something other than usual daily life, so you're going to watch how we make people spill the truth."
She was using forced interrogation methods in her former world.
Some viewers were frightened yet curious, peeping through their fingers with their eyes.
Everyone who had heard about forced interrogation would shiver at the words. As the Regimental Commander of Corps Seven, Jiang Pengji was more experienced in this critical procedure than other soldiers.