Chapter 1407: Was He Beaten Up?

He struggled against the pain in his body to stand up.

But his body was too weak from not having eaten for several days, and the moment he tried to rise, he fell back into his original position.

Hannah just watched from the side, without the slightest intention to lend a hand.

Her smile was bright, cunning yet mischievous.

"You still haven't said whether you were beaten or not."

She seemed particularly interested in this detail.

Sheffield Benedict finally gave up, leaning against the cold wall and raising his hand to cover his eyes, as if to shield his current disheveled state.

His voice was hoarse, lacking its usual clarity, "Yes, I was beaten. Are you satisfied now?"

He was mocking himself, feeling embarrassed.

Hannah asked him, "Do you need me to avenge you?"

Sheffield Benedict lowered his hand and turned to look at her, remaining silent.

"Don't understand?" she waved a feather in front of him lightly, changing her approach, "Who beat you?"