At this moment, Yi Xiaochuan was strapped tightly to a wooden board, his eyes fixed unblinkingly on the eunuch in front of him as the man sharpened a thin, light blade in his hand!
Watching that knife glint with chilling flashes of light, Yi Xiaochuan—the sanctimonious hypocrite—was filled with terror. His frail body trembled without stop!
Though he had already guessed what he was about to face, seeing the eunuch carefully sharpening the blade with his own eyes and hearing that rasping sound again and again—
For a double-standard sanctimonious hypocrite like Yi Xiaochuan, it was nothing less than the ultimate torment!
"What are you doing? What are you going to do? Stop, stop right now!
Don't pull down my pants! Stop it, stop it! Please, I'm begging you, sir!
Don't—don't do this!"
Having finished sharpening the knife, the eunuch smiled at Yi Xiaochuan. After giving the soldiers beside him a look, the terrified Yi Xiaochuan, who was fixed to the board, was slowly laid flat!
The utterly terrified sanctimonious hypocrite Yi Xiaochuan now lay upon that wooden board—the one upon which countless men had been castrated!
Outside the room, hearing Yi Xiaochuan's terrified pleas for mercy, Qing Mo felt that his mood would remain wonderfully bright for the entire day!
Meanwhile, after hearing Yi Xiaochuan's utterly humble begging, Princess Yushu desperately covered her mouth. Tears the size of beans began once more to slide uncontrollably down her fair, delicate cheeks!
Hearing Yi Xiaochuan begging from inside, Princess Yushu could fully imagine just how helpless and terrified he was at this moment!
With a swish, as Yi Xiaochuan looked on in terror, his pants were pulled straight down to his knees, exposing the little brother that had accompanied him for twenty-six years!
"Rest assured—I've castrated hundreds of men already! I've