"Young Master Mo, have you truly given in this time? Or...?"

Releasing Yu Ling's hand, and dawdling for a long time without dealing with the matter, Butler Li had no other intentions but to hear a few more words of pleas for mercy.

Hmph, still a pampered young master. Look at his delicate skin, he's nothing like those peasants I used to work with. It's a different story when it comes to torturing him.

"I'm impressed! T@#$^M\u0026%!$#!!!"

It sounds like they're swearing a lot. I'm not sure, let me listen again!

She had only managed to utter a few barely audible words in a very low voice when Yu Ling noticed the needle being pushed back into her hand. She quickly changed the subject, struggling and shouting...

"Hey! Stop, stop, stop! My greatest strength is that I can admit my mistakes and correct them! Really! I'm not lying! You, you, you stop, you stop, you don't stop, oh no, stop right now!!!"

"Young Master Mo, this attitude won't do. I've been very lenient today; I only used one of all these instruments of torture... You should think it over before you speak."

You're insulting me, you shouldn't have used any of those torture devices on me, okay? Trash!

"...Then what should I say? I've already cooperated so much to let you bully me! We both work for the Blood Shadow Pavilion, why do you humiliate me like this because of personal grudges!"

...

Damn it, the needle went in too deep again.

"……I was wrong?"

tie!

"...I did nothing wrong?"

tie!

"...So you're wrong?"

tie!

"...Who's really in the wrong?!"

tie!

Damn it! What more do you want from me? What do you want?!

"...If all else fails, I'll say whatever you want, okay?"

Yu Ling choked back tears, looking utterly desolate.

Butler Li was speechless.

This person is probably just naturally sarcastic and has a sharp tongue.

Stubborn and obstinate, and incredibly dull-witted, I really don't know how he's managed to survive all these years without being beaten to death.

"Sigh, never mind... stick it out."

Shaking his head, Butler Li, preparing to take the next step, reached out his hand to the person.

Yu Ling was taken aback.

Then he put his right hand on it.

Butler Li slammed his hand down, saying impatiently:

"The other one!!!"

"oh oh!"

Silly, she switched to her left hand and placed it on top. Yu Ling curled up, not daring to say another word.

Butler Li finally began to deal with the spiky, ball-like left hand.

"hiss--"

Every time a long needle was pulled out, Yu Ling would gasp, and at the same time, Butler Li's mouth would turn up slightly.

With a clang, she threw the pile of long needles back to its original place. Yu Ling's left hand was riddled with holes and wounds, with needle marks all over it that had turned purple, and some of them were still oozing blood.

Yu Ling was in so much pain that he was convulsing, but he still stubbornly straightened his back, staring unblinkingly at his left hand, lost in thought.

"Aren't you furious and want revenge?"

Butler Li asked,

Do you know how pathetic you look right now?

Yu Ling didn't say anything, but her cheeks were visibly red. It was hard to tell whether she was angry or ashamed that she hadn't survived the torture and had shamefully given in.

Butler Li stopped once he had finished removing the needle.

Yu Ling was sitting on the ground when she suddenly swayed and almost fainted.

But before his body could even touch the ground, he was dragged up again and pressed back into the chair.

Then began a whole new round of torture...

His shirt was undressed, and as the clothes separated him from his body, a piece of flesh was torn away from the tattered wound, causing profuse bleeding.

A bottle of specially made wound medicine was evenly sprinkled on his back, covering each whip mark.

Sometimes, the pain of applying medicine is no less than that of torture.

Yu Ling felt a stinging pain all over her body, as if she was about to fall apart.

Finally, after a very long process of applying medicine, Butler Li let Yu Ling go. He not only bandaged her wounds but also thoughtfully draped clothes over her.

As soon as they let go, Yu Ling slumped into the chair.

His mind was buzzing, his face had lost all color, his lips were chapped, and the light in his eyes had vanished. His mind was numb and he couldn't think of anything.

Even pain could no longer be conveyed to him.

Then, Steward Li took out a bottle of medicine from his sleeve.

Yu Ling returned to her absent-minded state.

Are you coming again?!

My left hand, which had already endured so much pain, was pulled up again and again. A viscous solution, like a mixture of ointment and water, was poured onto it and then spread and smeared.

Yu Ling screamed in pain as the ointment was applied.

But Butler Li remained unmoved.

He gently pinched Yu Ling's chin with his fingers, which were coated with medicine, lifted her lowered head, met her eyes, and asked:

"Does it hurt?"

"Ouch... um... it hurts."

Yu Ling gritted her teeth in hatred, yet couldn't help but groan out loud.

"Since it hurts, remember today's lesson. If you can't speak properly, don't interrupt. Having a mouth doesn't mean you have to use it."

"No!!! How...how could you do this to me!"

Yu Ling screamed.

"You won't even let me speak? That's impossible! I... I can't hold it in."

Butler Li had begun to look at Yu Ling as if she were a complete idiot.

He doesn't remember at all why he was beaten!

"Can't hold it in, huh?"

With his head buzzing with anger, Butler Li suddenly lifted Yu Ling's chin, took out a different bottle of medicine, and tried to pour it down Yu Ling's throat.

Yu Ling struggled to get up and resist, but was flipped over and pressed back down into the chair.

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