Yue Qing, gifted with exceptional talent and stunning looks, has charmed many men who fell at her feet, and her internal strength has increased accordingly. It can be said that she is the darling of heaven. She usually dominates the training room, listening to others' pleas for mercy and draining their internal strength. But she never expected that today she would become a prisoner, unable to even utter a single cry for help.
Enduring the pain, she looked at Ye Siheng with painful eyes. Ye Siheng looked down at her coldly, without a hint of pity or compassion. "Want to die? Unfortunately, I'm not a good person." He picked up the spear to protect the country. But he never showed mercy to those who plotted against him. Death would be too easy for them.
Yue Qing whimpered a few times, banging her forehead on the ground, once again begging Ye Siheng to end her misery. Her dantian was shattered, her limbs crippled, what meaning was there in surviving?