Pain!! Unbearable pain!!
Indescribable pain!
At that moment, Ding Wu felt as if his entire body was being pricked by needles, unbearably uncomfortable.
"Release... Release!!"
Ding Wu struggled mightily to spit out these two words, his voice trembling.
"Are you begging me? Or are you ordering me?"
Chu Mo's mouth curled up more playfully, his gaze slightly squinting at Ding Wu, as if playing with him, appearing very calm.
"I am..."
Ding Wu was just about to say "ordering," but before he could finish, his face turned pale.
Because he felt as if his wrist was about to break.
"Beg... I beg you!!! I am begging you!!"
Ding Wu's voice suddenly became weak, even carrying a hint of pleading.
"You are begging me? Then show some attitude of begging!"
Chu Mo sneered coldly, his voice chillingly saying, "Kneel down!!"
"You..."
