Fan Zijin gritted his teeth. He really didn't want to agree to Yanmo's request, but at the same time, he didn't want to die either. At the thought of his wonderful life in Great Qi and the people he cared about, how could he bear to die?
But then again, he felt that even breathing was torture at the moment!
Unlike Qi Haoran, he had never experienced the hardships of going to war, starving, and falling sick. Even when they were in their most difficult times, it was just him staying up late working, overdrafting his body. However, at that time, it was only mental fatigue. Who would dare to deny him food or drink?
Fan Zijin had never felt that physical torture would be more painful than mental torture. However, now, he felt that he was more willing to endure mental torture than this physical torture he was going through.