A small punk gleefully took over the whip, and promptly, your pained groans echoed through the cramped room.
In just a short period of ten-plus minutes, you had fainted five times, each time being rudely awakened by salt water being splashed on you.
At this moment, there wasn't a single patch of intact skin on your entire bruised body, which was now covered in fresh, red blood. The pain subsided only because the blood had started to congeal on the surface of your skin. Despite this, the sight of your injuries was still chilling to the bone.
Just as Lin was preparing to continue torturing you, a tender green light suddenly emanated from the wrist guard on his left hand. Lin was momentarily stunned, then his face abruptly lit up with excitement, an expression that seemed as though he had seen an angel from his dreams or a beautiful lover.
