"Want... want... want..." Beitang Chuxin's greatest hope right now was to recover, to take revenge, and to witness Mingmei live a life worse than death.
The woman began to laugh, "I have a medicine here that can help you get better in a short time, but… you must tell me all your secrets, including the terms you just mentioned, which you are willing to exchange with me."
The voice sounded like a devilish temptation, but at this moment, to Beitang Chuxin, it was the most pleasant and delightful sound. After all, she was now in the depths of hell, and could any future suffering be worse than her current pain?
Upon hearing this, Beitang Chuxin's eyes lit up. Struggling against her disobedient body, she repeatedly voiced out, "Yes, I... want... want ..."
"Remember, this is your choice... don't regret it..."
Beitang Chuxin mustered all her strength to respond, "No...no, I won't… regret..."
