Listening to Oliver Lady's cries and her pleas echoing in his ears, Lin Baici felt a sense of unreality.
No!
You were so strong, and now you're giving up?
Lin Baici hadn't forgotten how many people had died along the way!
"This monster won't be fooling me, right?"
Lin Baici became even more cautious, and then the whip in his hand began to fly!
Whack! Whack! Whack!
The sound of the whip hitting flesh was very pleasing, and the impact that reverberated back could only be described as superb!
Lin Baici became somewhat infatuated with the sensation, so he swung the whip even more vigorously.
Ah!
Judging by his movements, in a plantation he'd definitely be a qualified farmer, able to discipline the slaves so well that they wouldn't dare slack off and would get up before dawn every day to pick cotton.
"Stop hitting me, I'm willing to let you leave!"
Oliver Lady pleaded, while the pain from her butt infuriated her, clutching the rubber stick to strike at Lin Baici.
