There was a time when Li Dai thought she had reached the limit of her endurance, when very little could make her change expression. Even when her entire body felt as though its bones were being ground to dust, she could remain indifferent. Yet at this moment, with her face as pale as rice paper, she truly wished she were dead.
The pain—it hurt, it hurt, it hurt so much.
She curled into a ball, hammering her fists desperately against her Dantian, but it did no good.
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