'It's not about that!'
He Awei's heart trembled. 'Then it's for something else?'
'But what could it possibly be?'
'Just why did this monster set her sights on me?'
"What, still not talking?" Seeing He Awei's eyes darting around, Su Qing sneered. "If you're not going to talk, then I'll have to use some other methods. Don't blame me when you start to suffer."
As she spoke, Su Qing snapped her fingers. The vines binding He Awei suddenly sprouted dense, sharp thorns that pierced his skin, though they didn't go too deep.
But having his entire body punctured by countless thorns at once was more than enough to make He Awei suffer.
"AHHHH!" He Awei screamed in pain. "Milady, I'll talk, I'll talk! Stop the pricking! It's killing me!"
