The man's voice was chilling, sounding like it came from Yama in the Eighteen Levels of Hell: "Taking her tongue will be easier than taking her life!"
Helian Nana's whole body was trembling.
She wasn't sure if it was caused by anger or fear.
Although the man's breath by her ear was warm, she felt as if her entire body was encased in ice.
Her hands and feet were rigid, making it difficult for her to move.
More infuriatingly, the man even asked her, "What do you think?"
Helian Nana couldn't answer.
Wei Jin let out a soft chuckle, his voice spreading in layers in the silent and tense room, "Madam's silence implies consent to this king's idea!"
Both Helian Nana and Xiao Rou had no idea when Wei Jin left.
Their minds were in a complete frenzy.
The thought of having to live like this for the rest of her life made Helian Nana feel as if she had already descended into Hell.
Having been pampered since birth, who had dared to treat her like this?