Sun Zhe's torment continued for a full half-hour.
During this time, Fang Feijing reached her peak twice, her slender waist strained and twisted in struggle, but Sun Zhe ignored her, showing no intention of stopping, as if he had inexhaustible stamina.
"No... I can't take it anymore..."
"Sun Zhe, I really can't go on."
Feeling her Yin Essence accumulated over decades being slowly harvested, while Sun Zhe seemed tireless and extremely greedy, a trace of fear finally appeared in Fang Feijing's cold eyes.
In her original expectation, Sun Zhe would be done in at most a few dozen minutes.
But now she realized just how abundant this man's energy was, how terrifying his combat prowess truly was.
"Puff, puff, puff, puff..."
Sun Zhe ignored her, responding only with a series of dense impact sounds.
Fang Feijing's brows tightly knit, her delicate body trembled, her long hair swaying along with it.
