The pain that could jolt someone awake from unconsciousness—that kind of agony is unimaginable.
On top of being restrained by mana, she could only endure it head-on. In the dim conditions, she couldn't use any spells to adjust her vision to clearly see the people around her, only faintly perceiving that several figures surrounded her.
Wu Shanshan clearly remembered who had injured her before she lost consciousness. She moaned a few muffled sounds, tried to curse Gong Shixi angrily, but the moment she opened her mouth, she realized her jaw had been dislocated and she couldn't speak properly.
Fortunately, Shi Chun wasn't worried that light here might attract something dangerous. At this moment, he was utterly fearless, nearly wild with arrogance—short of throwing his head back and laughing. So, he took out a piece of Sandalwood Gold and illuminated Wu Shanshan's bloodied face, letting her clearly see who he was.
