Extreme fear is also a form of torture.

She wanted Han Hui to see for himself what he would be facing in a moment.

Therefore, when Li Xin'er was about to use her knife on Tao Hanrong, she didn't forget to remind Han Hui.

"You're next."

Han Hui closed his eyes, trying to escape the bloody scene before him.

Li Xin'er used her soul power to control him, fixing his head in place, holding his eyelids open, and forcing him to stare at Tao Hanrong's head.

As a result, after Li Xin'er finished dissecting Tao Hanrong, Han Hui was out of control and vomited everywhere.

Li Xin'er couldn't hide her disgust, and then poured several more buckets of water over his head.

Before Li Xin'er even got close, Han Hui was so frightened that he wet his pants. Tears streaming down his face, he pleaded:

"Please, let me go, I don't want to die."

Li Xin'er asked back very seriously,

"Did those people you killed beg you for the same thing?"

Han Hui froze, his whole body stiffening.

As Li Xin'er made the scalpel cut into his head, she asked in a calm voice:

"Did you let them go?"

At that moment, Han Hui could clearly feel the blade slicing through his head, his scalp being slowly peeled away...

At that moment, he suddenly felt reluctant to close his eyes, staring blankly at the unlit surgical light above him.

On the wall next to her, Li Xin'er's shadow was still reflected. The shadow was stretched very long and folded in the corner, like a twisted giant.

At that moment, his mind was flashing through his life like a slideshow, showing all the events of his short twenty-odd years.

Those people lying in pools of blood, staring at him with their eyes wide open in death, seemed to come alive at that moment.

They pounced on him and devoured him.