Inside the gym.
Lin Yue felt like she was about to go crazy.
Honestly, if Xu Shi had tortured her, beaten or whipped her, it might not have been much to her—though she had only just turned nineteen this year, she had lived on the edge of a blade. She could endure wounds far more painful than that.
But Xu Shi had not. His methods were all rather peculiar... If she had to describe them with one word, it would be "light." They did not meet the standard for torture at all.
Those props came in all kinds as well—feathers, low-temperature wax. None of them could harm a person in the slightest. Even the whip was raised high only to fall gently, without causing even a trace of pain.
The only deadly thing was probably that massage gun... After he had put it into practice on her, Lin Yue finally understood what it was for, and why he had arranged her in this position.
But being light and painless did not mean it felt good. The girl had never been treated like this before. That strange sense of humiliation was even more torturous than simple, brutal beatings and insults, making her wish she were dead.
Especially the sensation of stopping just before the final step. Her clothes had already been soaked through with sweat.
If she had been tied up with rope instead of restraint straps, her wrists would probably have been rubbed raw from struggling.
"You... you demon!"
Lin Yue was not very good with words, and she could not find any filthy curses to hurl at him. She could only vent the fury in her heart with such words. "I-I will definitely kill you. Definitely!"
Hearing her tearful accusation, Xu Shi put down the marvelous tool in his