บท 881: Counterattack

The pain disappeared suddenly like the rapidly retreating tidal waves. Shen Qianshu felt like she had lost all her energy, and her tired body was recovering and finding comfort slowly.

It really hurt too much. It hurt so much that it made her feel the illusion that she was in the 18th basement of hell.

Pain and fear. They never subsided.

Black Rose's plan was very well-organized. It almost worked well. No one could bear with this pain for days and months. They would lose their mind one day.

In these past few days, the thought of simply confronting Black Rose had popped up in her mind countless times. She had also developed the feeling of not wanting to bear with it any longer. She wanted to end this once and for all, but she did not know where she should draw the line.

Could she handle it?

How much longer could she handle this for?