"What do we do, her strength is so great."
"She must have been injected with drugs; reasoning with her is useless..."
Su Zimu fell silent for a while... Pu Qinghan looked down, "Should we speak?"
"Even if we do speak, they might not let us go," Su Zimu said coldly.
Pu Qinghan glanced at her and bitterly smiled, "Not speaking will definitely get us killed..."
"You talk then, mention the location that person told you about... But say it later... Try to extend our survival time..."
"Alright."
The two made a plan, but those in the neighboring room were having a hard time, like Duan Rong.
"The Top Ten Cruel Punishments of the Qing Dynasty" shouldn't be too bloody...
Soon, in the third room, Old Master and Fu Ling heard Duan Rong's piercing screams: "I'll talk, I'll talk... The password is..."
Old Master sighed, "I bet a cucumber that this Duan Rong will die within ten minutes..."
