The next second, Jia San took the knife, gritted his teeth, and stabbed below his abdomen.
"Li Fei, why not let it go?" Man Yu tried to persuade him.
"No." Li Fei shook his head, "People like him don't deserve sympathy. If we don't let him suffer a little today, he won't change his ways in the future."
Seeing Li Fei's hard stance, Man Yu said nothing more. She didn't have any goodwill towards Jia San anyway.
Jia San had held onto a glimmer of hope when the Jade Girl Song Queen offered to intervene, but now all hope was dashed. He had to continue punishing himself.
"Thud thud!"
The knife went in twice, stabbing below his abdomen.
"Oh… oh…"
Jia San cried out with a mix of agony and ecstasy, like a dog in heat, but in truth, he was in unbearable pain.
Li Fei reminded, "Stop yelling, don't disturb the peace."
"Brother, it hurts! The knife isn't in you!"
This kind of pain, for Jia San, would be seared into his memory, unforgettable for life.
