"Yes, Young Master Ji."
Several henchmen responded with a single phrase, then walked toward Wan Hua in unison.
One of the henchmen raised his knife and cleanly severed Wan Hua's Achilles tendon.
"Ah!"
The extreme pain made Wan Hua scream on the spot.
His eyes widened, and his expression became extremely distorted.
"Tssk."
Another knife fell.
Wan Hua's other Achilles tendon was also cut.
Blood flowed down both legs, instantly staining the floor red.
Wan Hua simply couldn't bear the pain and soon lost consciousness.
Zhang Yixin was shivering with fear.
If she had known it would come to this, she would never have offended the Ji Family because of a slight sense of guilt and gratitude toward Lin Bei.
At this moment, her heart was full of regret.
She regretted not leaving with Lin Bei.
She hated herself for not being able to protect her daughter.
She feared her daughter would also suffer such inhumane torture.
