Punishment was merely a means; making Kajin cooperate obediently was the goal. So Chen Mo had to make him understand that sometimes, certain things were more terrifying than death.
This time, the timer was set for thirty seconds.
When the time passed, Kajin was foaming at the mouth after just thirty seconds, his eyes unfocused. When the Restriction was lifted, he felt profound terror. Yet even so, he still refused to speak.
Again, the timer was set for thirty-five seconds.
Again...
Again...
In the end, when the timer reached forty-five seconds, a sweat-soaked mark had formed beneath Kajin. He was severely dehydrated, transformed from a normal man into a shriveled old man with deathly pale skin. One could only imagine how much sweat he had shed during the punishment.
No one could endure this kind of punishment. It did not merely target the body; it directly affected the mind afterward.
The repeated punishments broke Kajin mentally. Once Chen Mo lifted the Restriction, he immediately struggled to say, "Water, water! I... want water. Just... give me water... to drink, and I'll... tell you!"
His voice was so faint that it was almost impossible to hear without listening carefully. This fellow's throat was already hoarse.
"Get him some water," Chen Mo said to Bai Xiaotian as he turned around.
Bai Xiaotian nodded. He looked around the house and found no water, so he pushed open the door and went outside. After searching for a while, he found a wooden bucket half full of water. He found a bowl as well. Not caring what kind of water was in the bucket, he brought it inside as long as it looked drinkable.
He scooped up a bowlful and poured it straight into Kajin's mouth.
At that moment, Kajin had no strength left to move.