"Do you want to live?" Dou Haichuan took a few looks at Chen Fei and suddenly asked.
Chen Fei's eyelids twitched wildly.
"If you want to live, you should know what to do."
Hearing Dou Haichuan's insinuation, Chen Fei felt a wave of nausea inside her.
Dou Haichuan's preferences were well known to the middle and upper echelons within the White Clothes Pavilion.
This pervert had a liking for playing with injured women, the more severely hurt and closer to death, the more he enjoyed it.
"Get lost!" Chen Fei cursed through clenched teeth.
Such a disgusting piece of trash, I, Chen Fei, would rather die.
"Even though you refuse, I refuse your refusal."
"Don't worry, once I've had my fun, I'll send you on your way." Dou Haichuan grabbed Chen Fei's hair again and dragged her towards the inner room.
Chen Fei's eyes filled with despair.
Is this where my life ends?
There were so many wishes I had yet to fulfill.