The underworld was a place mixed with dragons and snakes, possessing everything, especially methods to toy with people.
Yuanya had guessed a part of it, the implications of his words making her face turn slightly pale!
Duan Jingwen seemed very pleased with this pale small face.
"The one who imprisoned me was a bald man in his forties, with a sister in her thirties who was fierce like a wolf. They both were skilled players; you can't imagine how it felt for a naive young man to be tortured night and day by them both."
"Two years, a full two years! I thought about suicide many times, to end it all! But I was not willing to give up! I wanted those who hurt me to pay a price!"
This was a scar in his heart that should not have been touched, but today, because he couldn't stand the mockery of the woman in front of him, he tore it open for her to see!
This was the reason why he was previously indifferent to desires.
Because he was sick, severely sick.
