Shiryu Likes Torturing People? Tsukuyomi Space Will Cure Him

Mu Chen had disliked Shiryu for a long time. The blows might not have landed on Shiryu's body, but mental torment was every bit as painful.

Mu Chen hoped that the next time Shiryu saw him, even if he did not drop to his knees, he would at least be too scared to breathe loudly.

Next, Mu Chen used more than a whip. He carved flesh with a knife and beat the soles of Shiryu's feet with a spiked club. Mu Chen lost count of how many tortures he put him through.

Shiryu truly wanted to die.

He had no idea how much time had passed. It felt as though he had been tortured for ages, with no end in sight.

Did Mu Chen never get tired?

Shiryu was exhausted just from being beaten.

"Mu Chen, just finish me off! I can't take it anymore!"

Shiryu's final cry to Mu Chen took every ounce of strength he had. This time, he had truly learned what it meant to be beaten and abused. How had he ended up the prisoner?

He could not make sense of it.

Mu Chen still did not stop.

"I'm only letting you feel what the prisoners and colleagues you tortured to death felt."

Mu Chen felt no pity for those prisoners. But Shiryu had tortured his own colleagues to death too, and Mu Chen could not forgive that. Add Shiryu's insults and mockery, along with his threats against Kong Ming, and his offenses only grew worse.

Over the full seventy-two hours, Shiryu begged Mu Chen for mercy more times than he could count. In the Tsukuyomi Space, Mu Chen could summon any torture device he wanted. He had never used this many before; at most, he had cut with a blade or lashed with a whip.