C67

The sound of a woman crying came from the main hall.

Yue Wuxiu originally wanted to meditate and recuperate from his injuries, but he was annoyed and no longer had the mood to do so.

In front of him were all sorts of torture instruments. They looked extremely cruel, and those who were tortured would definitely feel great pain.

"Brother Wang, I'm begging you! I only have a son like Jing Xuan