Jin Jing shook his head in horror, making whimpering sounds from his mouth blocked by a sock.
He had been slashed over a thousand times by the two sisters, in unbearable pain.
Yet he lacked the courage to die. When he used to torture those women, he felt no guilt, instead deriving a perverse pleasure. Now that it was happening to him, he was scared out of his wits.
"You will know soon enough."
Huo Meiya gestured with her dagger, "Young Master Jin, when you harmed others, did you ever think there would come a day like this for you?"
As she spoke, her hand rose, and the knife fell swiftly... a thumb-sized piece of flesh flew out.
At that moment, Jin Jing's whole body tightened, even his toes curled, and he trembled uncontrollably, veins swelling all over him. He let out painful whimpering noises from his throat, as though living in hell.
Huo Siya was stunned. She hadn't expected her sister actually to emasculate Jin Jing. She shook her head... why didn't she think of this?
