With the liquid endlessly flowing over his face, he began to feel an intense discomfort that seemed to pierce every inch of his being, making him struggle desperately.
However, his limbs and torso were firmly secured to the wooden plank; even when he tried to struggle, his movements were very limited.
Ye Chen kept watching him and noticed that his fists were clenched tightly, and his feet were locked together as well.
Understanding the severity of this punishment, Anying and Lin Yaru, who were sitting nearby, realized they had never encountered this method before and had never imagined such cruelty.
"What is this thing?"
Lin Yaru whispered into Anying's ear.
"I'm not sure either. It seems to be an ancient punishment tool. I've never encountered it before, but it must be extremely uncomfortable for him."
