"I can assure you, this time I will use every ounce of effort to play with you until the end, making you taste a different kind of pain, submerging your soul in endless despair, unable to shatter completely for release!"
The Mother Goddess's threat was terrifying, yet He Yi didn't listen at all. As she threatened, he had already finished writing his wish.
"Ah! How dare you, how dare you!"
"Naughty child, there are naughty children here! You must be severely punished!"
"I want to make you suffer. Not only will I imprison you, but I will also seize the soul of that foolish little girl outside, making you endure endless torture!"
The Mother Goddess clasped her face with both hands, shouting in exasperation.
He Yi could feel his soul gradually being controlled by the woman in front of him, yet he smiled instead.
"You're afraid."
