The unbearable itchiness spread across Li Xitong's body, as if millions of ants were crawling over her. She wanted to scratch but didn't know where to start. Her forehead was covered in cold sweat, tormented not only by the itchiness but also by pain, a pain that seemed to grow from within her bones.
A fierce longing arose within her. Her eyes had begun to blur, and looking at the porridge on the ground, she eventually succumbed to her body's torment, bent down, and stuck out her tongue.
"Tsks, this woman is really cheap, huh? Won't eat when I give her food, but prefers to eat like this," Jin Enxi said with interest as he stroked his chin, looking at the surveillance footage. "What do you think would happen if I uploaded this video to the internet right now?"
Eden glanced briefly at the screen before looking away; Jin Enxi's taste for malice was flaring up. It was just Li Xitong's bad luck.