Gu Yue Na stood with her arms crossed, leisurely appraising Tang Wutong's current bedraggled state, her gaze carrying undisguised scrutiny and mockery.
"Have you been doing well, Tang Wutong?"
Gu Yue Na's voice carried a condescending edge as it broke the sounds of agonized panting within the secret chamber.
Tang Wutong's chest heaved violently. Every breath pulled at the wound in her abdomen, bringing piercing pain.
She gathered every last shred of strength. Her voice was as faint as a dying candle in the wind, yet it still carried a stubbornness that refused to be fully extinguished.
"Th-Thanks to Lu Jun... I've been... doing very well..."
A cold smile curled across Gu Yue Na's lips. She took two steps forward, her gaze falling upon the Ice Abyss Sword as it continuously absorbed Divine Power.
"Why keep up this stubborn act? Hand over the Sea God Divine Position, and you can be freed immediately. You won't have to endure God Devour's unceasing torment day and night. I can make the decision to have Lu Jun ease your pain, or even give you a relatively decent prison environment."
Tang Wutong's body trembled almost imperceptibly. Her pearly teeth clenched tightly around her bloodless lower lip, nearly biting through it.
Hand over the Sea God Divine Position?
That was the power her father had passed down to her. It was the symbol of the Daughter of a God King, and the last source of support and pride in her heart.
She couldn't... she absolutely couldn't...
Her silence and that faint gesture of resistance had already given the answer.
Seeing this, boredom flashed through Gu Yue Na's eyes. She shook her head.
"Utterly obstinate. Fine. Keep slowly suffering here with this sword, then. Lu Jun has plenty of time and plenty of ways to entertain