By now, he was already in so much pain that his whole body was breaking out in a cold sweat. After a series of agonizing screams, he endured the pain on his face and hands and glared at Leng Yikun with the eye that could still open.
"Who are you to dare barge into the torture chamber? Don't you know... ugh!"
Before he could finish his sentence, he fell to the ground under the terrified gaze of the jailer.
"You... you... did you kill him?!"
The jailer's hands trembled as he pointed at Yuu Rong, who had just killed the guard without a word, just killed him mercilessly?
This was someone by the Emperor's side, just killed like that?
"Nonsense."
Leng Yikun let out indifferently, then turned to look at the man tied to the rack.
"Are you Shang Que?"
"Yes, it's me."
Shang Que was all groggy and weakly responded.
"You're really in a miserable state, aren't you?"
