"Brother Zhang, you truly understand the greater good. Tonight, your junior brother will spare no effort in making meticulous preparations for you, ensuring everything is flawless and beyond reproach. I certainly won't disappoint you!
Now, that Ging Thief harbored sinister intentions. While Du Xiangmei was wholly absorbed in playing the zither and singing, he furtively slipped deadly substances such as the Ten-Tendon Soft-Bone Powder, Joyful Union Powder, and Red Dust Powder into her wine.
At that very moment, Du Xiangmei was immersed in the enchanting world of music, utterly unaware that she had already fallen into a terrifying trap laid by a Gum Demon..."
Ying Ming Hao told the story with vivid, lifelike detail, even rhythmically tapping Ye Qingxuan's little brother with the Bronze Sword in his hand. The sensation from its bone-chilling tip made Ye Qingxuan tremble as though he had plunged into an ice cellar, unable to move a muscle.
He recalled the calamity he had suffered last time-not only had he endured both physical and magical castration, but he had only escaped death and been restored to his former state because some powerful figure above him had paid an enormous price.
If he suffered another mishap and lost that vital part again, he would likely spend the rest of his life in endless pain and regret, each day dragging on like a year.
Thus, faced with this terrifying situation, Ye Qingxuan had no power to fight back. He could only press his cheek against the hard Martial Platform and roar with uncontrollable anger mingled with sheer terror, "Junior Brother Ying! I'm begging you, show mercy and stop talking!
It was all my fault. Please be magnanimous and overlook this petty man's offenses. Let me off!
As long as you're willing to spare me, I'll offer you