Ying Qi’s movents slowly ca to a halt.
Yet she still ignored Gu Shengyin, just like at the beginning, sitting there with her head down, motionless, as if she completely disregarded the two people in front of her.
Gu Shengyin glanced at Ying Yi: "Let’s go."
Ying Yi silently nodded; the tal lock clanged shut once more, restoring silence to the place.
After Gu Shengyin and the others had been gone for a long ti, when not even the faintest sound of footsteps could be heard anymore, Ying Qi suddenly swiftly grabbed the shards of a mirror on the ground to slash at her neck.
"Ding!" A copper coin flew from nowhere, accurately striking Ying Qi’s hand holding the mirror shard.
Her hand loosened, and the shard fell to the ground.
A deep voice erged from the darkness: "Ying Qi, the master didn’t say you could die, so don’t even think about it."
Soon, a gray-clothed figure appeared from the shadows, cleaning up the shards and other things in the iron cell.
Outside the dark prison, Gu Shengyin exhaled, feeling that the atmosphere inside was too oppressive.
"Ying Qi’s face looks very unpleasant," Gu Shengyin said, frowning.
Ying Yi nodded slightly to show he understood.
Ying Qi’s face can be discarded.
"You also know that in a few days, I’ll be going to Heavenly Dragon, and you will certainly accompany there."
Gu Shengyin said flatly: "Deal with Ying Qi swiftly over there. Rember, don’t let her live too happily. If she feels at ease and joyful, then I won’t be happy."
Ying Yi bowed his head: "Yes."
Actually, he didn’t know why the master targeted Ying Qi like this.
Clearly, the master’s personality, speaking truthfully, could be described as soft-hearted. He was generally considerate towards these Hidden Guards, yet in the matter concerning Ying Qi, he was ruthlessly severe.
According to his thoughts, Ying Qi, who had developed a second heart, could be dealt with directly rather than wasting so much effort tornting her.
To those unaware, Ying Qi was rely an insubordinate subordinate.
Unbeknownst, she had once succeeded before.
Such matters, Gu Shengyin couldn’t share with anyone.
Ying Yi was highly efficient.
That night, Gu Shengyin received news from the system: Ying Qi had her eyes gouged out, tongue cut off, ears destroyed, limbs broken, and her entire face skin peeled off alive.
Her life was sustained with excellent dicinal materials, so she couldn’t even die if she wanted to.
Within half a month, a terrifying beggar appeared on the bustling streets of the Capital City.
If it were an ordinary, pitiable beggar, so kind-hearted people would give her a little money or food.
But this person was truly too frightening.
Beneath the tangled hair was a face marred with grim scars, indistinct features, scaring many children into cries.
Many citizens hurled vegetable leaves and rotten eggs at her, wanting to drive away this frightening beggar.
Oddly, although this beggar couldn’t move at all, soone still forcefully fed her at midnight so she wouldn’t starve.
Ying Qi finally understood what it ant to live worse than death, what it ant to seek death yet remain unable.
Compared to now, her days in the dark prison were like Heaven, not to ntion when she was the master’s stand-in.
She regretted it, truly regretted it.
But what good was regretting now?
She could only shrink back daily into the dark corner, hoping that soday the master would be in a better mood and rcifully allow her to die quickly.
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