"Don't come over!" Zhen Ye yelled in surprise.
Alas, it was already too late. In their panic, Big Black Face and Xiao Rou had thrown their awareness of the traps right out of their minds and in just two steps, their feet felt light, and they fell right down into the traps.
The very next moment, Xiao Rou's small face turned a faint green, Big Black Face's head swelled up to become the size of a pig's head and Zhen Ye's face twisted and contorted due to the itch he felt all over his body. The three of them were currently bound by the torture they were undergoing together.
"Argh, I am about to die! I am about to die! Young Master, before I die, there is something I must tell you," said Xiao Rou. His expression went from being full of misery to full of tenderness as he prepared to declare his final words to Zhen Ye.
