C220 The Mission from the Senluo Hall

"I'll talk, I'll say everything, isn't that enough?"

Gao Quan was puzzled. He was a martial artist, trained from a young age, and had his fair share of injuries. Every injury bled, but none had ever hurt this much. What kind of sorcery were these two women using? Why did every wound in their presence hurt so unbearably?

Juying seemed satisfied and withdrew the knife, glaring coldly at Gao Quan