80- Saving Zixin

Zixin slowly got his consciousness back, twitching his brows; furthermore, his face wrinkled as he felt extremely vain in his fingers while he tried to move them.

"Uh.. Mmm!" Zixin groaned and bit his teeth, controlling his tears. But it didn't stay for long. Soon after he glimpsed what was wrong with his fingers, he couldn't help but feel brimming tears travel down his cheek as he screamed in pain, "Ahh!"

"Wow! It is feeling like heaven for me." A rough voice gladly said that she enjoyed Zixin's torment.

Suppressed from expressing his suffering, Zixin's tearful eyes glimpsed at Laura in that place, and the old turtle was sitting in the chair watching him.

"W-why? W-why?" Zixin struggled to question them since he was holding extreme suffering in his hand.

"I have a personal hatred for you," Laura declared openly. Pointing out the right side to him, she informed him, "We can't wait anymore. Watch us kill your daughter."