Lin Chen faced the life-and-death torture of the Little Tyrant, feeling a particular hatred, yet helpless because he had not only lost his powers but was also tightly bound by chains.
Lin Chen felt the red-hot branding iron, tearing his flesh layer by layer, with pus continuously flowing from his stomach.
The Little Tyrant immensely enjoyed this moment. Ever since he saw Lin Chen, he was determined to eliminate him someday.
"I'm telling you, I did all this myself, meant to frame you. But what can you do to me?"
The Little Tyrant was very influential in this place. Whenever he made a request, everyone would strive to fulfill it, because in many people's eyes, only by pleasing him could they secure a position within the family.
"You're quite ruthless."
Though Lin Chen felt unbearable pain, he remained calm and composed, believing that a person's resolute will is far scarier than physical strength.
"Do you know that you will die tomorrow?"
