Yesterday, after righteously telling the woman in the Star Skirt that he would endure the pain for her.
The woman in the Star Skirt, as was usual, playfully pushed his shoulder with her delicate hand, pretending to be annoyed, while softly murmuring as he forcefully lowered his head.
Thus, a day passed, and the Evil Power accumulated in Xia Feng grew ever more terrifying.
Those Evil Powers imbued with Sealing Power filled his soul, making his already overwhelmed soul feel like a balloon about to burst, the despair and excruciating pain tormenting his body and mind.
Yet, he had to endure it, unable to let the perverse Empress notice any abnormality.
"Ugh~ Ahh—!" Xia Feng suddenly lifted his head, gasping for air, his throat searing with pain.
The soul's agony had spread to his body, cold sweat pouring down from his forehead.
