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... from his blood. Qi Ying’s chest rose and fell as he panted heavily, but his eyes still shone with a resolute light.
A jailor picked up the thorn whip and lashed out, adding another ghastly gash to Qi Ying’s body.
“Gasp…”
Even though he was a little numb already, he still couldn’t help but wince as the pepper water the whip had been sitting in seeped into the wound.
The official sat behind the desk in front of him. “Do you confess or not?”
Qi Ying bit down on his low ...
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