"Ah!" Xia Yu couldn't help but let out a piercing scream as severe pain engulfed her, and countless intense negative emotions flooded her mind like a tide.
Disdain and despair in her parents' eyes, the mockery and bullying from peers of her own age, the disgust and revulsion from passersby...
The malice Xia Yu had felt throughout her life was amplified countless times; those negative emotions circled in her mind like a nightmare, impossible to dispel.
She wanted to wake up, but she couldn't, she could only remain immersed in this endless suffering.
It was truly a state of wanting to live yet not being able to, and wanting to die but not being permitted.
Compared to the mental torture inflicted by these negative emotions, the pain on her face was insignificant.
In stark contrast to Xia Yu's agony, Yang Yu was overjoyed.
