"Rest assured, I won't force you to do anything heinous, nor will I push you to violate your principles. How does that sound?"
Chu Xuan rarely furrowed his brow in thought. Just as Madam Yinhe was eagerly awaiting his response, he said, "No, I still want you to be my dog."
Smack! Yinhe slapped him again and gritted her teeth:
"Ungrateful. Next, just wait and see how I'll deal with you. Rest assured, I won't let you die so easily."
After saying that, Yinhe tossed the scissors in her hand and turned to leave.
However, she had barely taken a few steps when she was shocked to see a flash of dark green light behind her, followed by the sound of chains clattering to the ground.
Immediately, Yinhe let out a scream of surprise, as if her soul had been cut with a sharp sword, and she convulsed and fell to the ground.
Yet Chu Xuan didn't even glance at her. A small, black three-legged cauldron suddenly appeared at the doorway of the torture chamber, blocking another Madam Yinhe's path.
