The two women finally realized that the man before them would never let them go easily. If they didn't compromise, what awaited them would be even more terrifying torture.
"You... you dare not..." One of them was still making a final struggle, but her voice was already weak and powerless, as if it would collapse at any moment.
The other couldn't bear it anymore, painfully closing her eyes, her lips trembling, her voice tinged with a hint of pleading, "No... don't torture us anymore..."
Ye Qingchen observed the scene, coldly smiling as the Spiritual Power in his hand suddenly tightened, the invisible chains binding them like iron, with the pain coming like a tidal wave.
"Last chance." He said coldly, his voice carrying an undeniable threat, "Are you going to talk or not?"
