Nancy was begging bitterly, but the more pitiful her cries were, the more twisted the man's methods of torment became.
After a day and a night of hunger and torture, Nancy eventually lost even the strength to cry out.
"Cry! Why aren't you crying anymore?"
Nancy used her last bit of strength to bite down hard on her lower lip. She feared that if she cried again, it would lead to even more brutal punishment.
"You filthy woman! I spent millions creating this face of yours—not for you to seduce other men! You ruined my plans—I'm going to make you wish you were dead!"
"..."
"Is Tong Airui really that good?" When the man mentioned the name "Tong Airui," his teeth clenched so hard they creaked. If it hadn't been for Tong Airui interfering, how could he have been so powerless today?
In the darkness, Nancy silently shed tears. Tong Airui was poison—to encounter him was to forget everything.
