Tu Wanzi's eyes were injured by Yunnan Baiyao, and every blink brought stinging pain.
Yet even so, she couldn't help but tremble as she kept her eyes open.
The pain from her scalp was nothing compared to the fear of Susan He, especially in such a situation.
"Haven't you harmed me enough? Do you want to harm my daughter too? Tu Wanzi, are you borrowing courage from the heavens?"
Susan He's fingers gradually tightened, Tu Wanzi's hair intertwined with them, causing intense pain on her scalp!
"Do you remember how you tortured me here back in the day?"
"Let me go... bitch... let me go..."
Shrill cries echoed in the basement, filled with hatred, as Susan He's assistant, Hu Po, brought something unknown downstairs.
"The rest of you go upstairs first." Susan He looked up, ordering the bodyguards who originally protected Lin Zhenxin to go up.
"Don't hurt him!" Lin Zhenxin couldn't help but shout.
Susan He gave a deep look, then nodded at the person in charge.
