In a room, Deng Meiling was brought out, but because this woman has high cultivation, for the sake of safety, Deng Meiling was put in heavy chains and locks.
Deng Meiling looked at Li Xiaobao in front of her, now she seemed to be in good spirits, but still somewhat fatigued, clearly she hadn't slept all night last night.
She looked at Li Xiaobao with a complex expression: "Li Xiaobao, whatever tricks you have, just use them. If I, Deng Meiling, frown even a little, then I'm a disgrace!"
Li Xiaobao smiled faintly: "What's the rush? A beautiful woman like you—I don't have the heart to use Iron, Old Tiger Bench, finger clamps, stripping naked and parading the streets, things like that. They're just too inhumane."
When Li Xiaobao spoke, especially hearing those few punishments, her pupils slightly shrank, showing a bit of unease.
"Then just kill me already!" Deng Meiling said coldly.
Li Xiaobao chuckled: "Killing you would be a shame, Scar, you still don't have a wife, right?"
