Especially Jian Shichu.
The two of them had promised to hold hands and grow old together.
If she were to pass away first, with Jian Shichu's violent and persistent nature, he would surely turn Yun City upside down.
If she died, who knew how long it would take before he could forget her and find someone else he could cherish.
She liked him so much, how could she bear to leave him alone in this world, to grieve for her, to yearn for her?
She was no White Lotus.
That person did indeed suffer, but it was his own doing.
If he hadn't tried to kill her with a knife, he wouldn't be locked here now, enduring punishment.
The bodyguard didn't stop, delivering over a dozen lashes in succession, causing the man to faint once again.
The bodyguard bent down and took a bottle from a box nearby, which contained a blue liquid.
