So, even though her entire body was trembling in pain, she bit her teeth hard, her body firmly pressed against the chair, her whole form tense like a stone, all five fingers swollen, the pain testing her limits.
"This woman, she's really made me see her in a new light."
Song Donghai clapped his hands and looked at Wen Jiaren, who was sweating profusely, and said to Elder Wei, "Elder Wei, it seems your methods aren't working, not even a woman is submitting."
Elder Wei immediately signaled to a man, who drew out the largest needle from the needle box.
The needle was thick and long, gleaming with a cold, sharp light. Wen Jiaren's eyes widened, and she suddenly became much more alert, "What on earth do you want to do? If you're trying to pry secrets about Mu Qian from me, I advise you not to bother; I've forgotten the past, I know nothing."
Her gaze fell on Housekeeper Long; no one knew her situation better than him.
