Soft peach blossom eyes, shimmering with a gentle affection like water.
Lips stained with blood, slightly curved upwards, a light tone that hid any trace of pain, "This way, it won't hurt Little Seven."
The tenderness in his eyes, the curve at the corner of his lips, all perfectly displayed his fragile essence.
Yet in Yun Chunnuan's view, it only brought a chilling sense of suffocation!
Is it possible that this man doesn't feel pain?
Not sarcastic, but Yun Chunnuan truly felt deep down that he couldn't sense any pain.
The previous episode in the prison, and now, smiling as he severed his own tendons...
No matter how composed and carefree he appeared, it's impossible not to furrow his brow even a little.
Just watching, Yun Chunnuan got goose bumps all over.
How could anyone not feel pain?
He exchanged a glance with the man beside him, seeing fear reflected in each other's eyes.
It wasn't fear of this man.
If it were fear of him, they could just kill him directly.
