He just stared at Yun Chuwei and said nothing more.

Yun Chuwei ignored his gaze and slowly said, "Yun Qianming, I'm here to ask you one question. Who have you colluded with to deal with me?"

Yun Qianming sneered: "Lian'er came to see me last night. She said you instigated my mother to transfer all my assets to you, and also instigated her to reduce my monthly allowance to one tael. The injuries I have now are all thanks to you. You still expect me to answer your questions? You're simply delusional!"

Upon hearing this, the jailer standing next to Yun Qianming tried to attack again.

Yun Chuwei reached out her hand and stopped the jailer.

A smile played on her lips as she slowly said, "I can do it myself!"

After saying that, she took a large, sharp hook from among the torture instruments on the wall.

She took the sharp hook, came up to Yun Qianming, and tapped her palm repeatedly.

Yun Qianming's eyes widened in shock: "Yun Chuwei, what are you trying to do?"

Yun Chuwei smiled slightly and said slowly, "These are just superficial wounds on your body. They look scary, but they actually showed mercy! They didn't even use many of the torture instruments, like this one. Do you know what this is?"

Yun Chuwei showed the iron hook to Yun Qianming.

Yun Qianming stared at the sharp hook, his eyes filled with fear.

Yun Chuwei explained, "This is something butchers use to hook a pig's neck to bleed it when slaughtering it. In prison, it can pierce through the collarbone. I've heard it's quite painful, but I don't know if it's true or not. Why don't you try it?"