When Shang Ruyi finally couldn't bear it anymore and let out her first harrowing cry of pain, the two little eunuchs brought by Su Qinglan ushered Yu Wenye, Yu Wencheng, and Shang Shoufei, along with others, out of the inner hall. They returned to the tall, spacious hall, which still felt cold.
Just one wall away, the inner hall was a chaos of flickering light and disordered footsteps.
Piercing through with each of Shang Ruyi's cries, each sound, each step seemed to stab at Yu Wenye's heart. He clenched his fists tightly until every finger bone threatened to break under the pressure, making a cracking sound on the verge of collapse.
Only after this sound from his hands did the hall return to calm.
But almost immediately, another series of joint-cracking sounds echoed through the silent air.
