C222 Dragon Clan
"Pain!" Ye Qingyang lied on the bed and looked at Ling Xuan's hands that were holding silver needles as he stabbed them into his chest. His reaction was so huge that he looked like a child afraid of being injected with needles.
"Endure it!" Ling Xuan was not the least bit lenient as well. He deliberately swayed when a needle was placed in place