One minute was nothing more than a grain of sand in the endless river of time!
One minute was just an instant!
But to Shochiku Jiro, one minute was like an insurmountable chasm!
One minute felt as long as a century.
After Chen Mo saw blood seeping from Shochiku Jiro's eyes, nose, mouth, and other places, he reached out and removed the silver needles! Only one minute had passed!
"Phew!" Shochiku Jiro felt an overwhelming sense of relief wash over his entire body. That feeling came quickly and vanished even faster! Once the silver needles left his body, it receded like the tide.
If not for the numb, itching sensation, the discomfort in his eyes, nose, and mouth, his body being drenched in sweat, and his hoarse voice, Shochiku Jiro would have thought it had all been an illusion!
Yet the instant the silver needles left his body, control returned to him. He wanted to sit up, but his body still seemed somewhat unresponsive! His hands and legs trembled, and it took him a long while to shakily prop himself halfway up!
When he looked at Chen Mo now, it was as though he were looking at a demon. This youngster's methods were truly terrifying!
"Now, I think you can talk," Chen Mo said with a smile, staring at Shochiku Jiro.
"Sigh!" Shochiku Jiro's entire body was weak and limp. He could not even kill himself if he wanted to, so he was nothing but meat on the chopping block now. There was no way he could escape.
His love for his family was genuine, but at this moment, he never wanted to experience what had just happened again! That feeling was truly terrifying, something he did not even want to remember!
"Fine! Could you give me some water? I'm