At this moment, Chen Nan's cultivation was stripped away by the Ghostly Mentor, and he was trembling all over, nearly freezing like a dog.
However, Ziyun still showed no signs of compromise.
The Ghostly Mentor's eerie voice wafted over, "You two little ones, there's no way you can bluff your way through this. If you can't resist, then learn to enjoy it. I'm off to take a nap."
"Senior Ghostly Mentor, if you do this, we'll die," Chen Nan said helplessly, shouting towards the palace.
The Ghostly Mentor snorted, "This is my reward for you. Whoever refuses my reward, I don't care who you are, dying is fine."
After saying that, no matter how Chen Nan shouted, there was no more response.
In fact, Chen Nan soon found that he couldn't shout anymore; it was too cold.
As Ziyun gradually lost her strength, Chen Nan finally crawled into bed, but by then, his body was nearly frozen stiff.
