Bound and laid on the ground, Yunniang writhed in unbearable pain as the rich Nether Power scorched her body.
Her body twisted and contorted more and more, gradually beginning to deform, barely able to maintain a human shape.
Huo Yuning approached with an aura of malevolence, strolling forward with steady steps; she knew that Yunniang was about to transform.
At this moment, a knock sounded on the door.
"Distinguished guests, has Yunniang not served you well? Please be a bit more gentle in your actions."
It was the odd-job worker from before.
Jiang Ge's voice carried a deep concern, mixed with a hint of heartache.
Obviously, people outside had heard Yunniang's wretched wailing.
They even mistakenly assumed that the guests inside were indulging in some special fetish, one that even the courtesans of Wanhua Building could not withstand.
Huo Yuning's chilly aura did not dissipate, her delicate brows and eyes carried an impatient look, as her gaze coldly swept toward the door.
