C972 It Was Just a Fake!

Freed from his shackles, Chen Feng stretched his limbs, feeling a sense of relief wash over him. Yet, the man before him was increasingly irksome to behold.

He hadn't been particularly bothersome before, but after discovering his distasteful predilections, Chen Feng found him utterly repulsive.

Approaching the glowing red-hot iron, Chen Feng picked up a rod, grinning at Liu Shaojie