Xiao Ying stared at the hunched figure on the floor for a while. After confirming that he had fainted from the pain, she sat back in the corner.
After she sat down, the man's painful voice still echoed in her mind.
What method would the Young Master use to torture her next?
But she was not afraid.
If the Young Master used her to threaten Long Ming, she would kill herself immediately.
She would not let herself become Long Ming's burden.
After sleeping for a while, Xiao Ying was no longer sleepy.
The dungeon was dark and wet. It was dark and gloomy even at dawn.
In the morning, someone brought water and food for Xiao Ying.
He also gave water and food to the person opposite her. However, the water of the person opposite her was yellow mud and the food he ate was moldy.
