It took Ruhuahua a long time to recover from the pain. She turned her head away and squeezed her eyes shut. At this moment, she was in such agony that she didn't even want to speak. A fine layer of cold sweat clung to her temples, and her small face was deathly pale, a pitiful sight.
Zhongli Tianyin toyed with the long whip in his hand, looking smug. "Tsk, look at our little beauty now. It’s truly a sight to stir the heart."
"My stomach..." Ruhuahua’s voice was as thin as a thread. "My stomach... it hurts so much... I feel like I’m going to throw up..."
Chapter 47