Feng Tianlan curled her lips indifferently. She then raised the knife that was in her hand while staring at Jiang Ying’s kneecaps. “An eye for an eye,” she said.
She was going to do what he did to her previously.
“Shen Qingdai…”
Feng Tianlan stopped listening to his snarls. She squatted down and cut open his robe. His slightly white and tender kneecap was immediately exposed. She curled her lips and sneered while holding that sharp knife. She then cut open the skin on his knee with one slice…
“Ah! Shen…”
Before he could finish what he was saying, Feng Tianlan sliced at it again. She took her time to cut open the flesh that was covering his kneecap, then scraped it off bit by bit as if she was flossing her teeth. Jiang Ying raised his head and let out a horrifying shriek from the pain. It was agonizing. It was really terrible.
Feng Tianlan curled her lips when she heard his shriek. Her revenge actually turned out to be so satisfying. Her blood was calling out for violence. She actually felt delightful. She didn’t have to worry about anything else. She could just indulge the evil call within her blood and pay him back all of the hatred she felt.
After thinking about her desires, Feng Tianlan’s actions grew exaggerated. She scraped off every single piece of flesh that was covering Jiang Ying’s kneecap, then rubbed it with a handkerchief that had been doused with saltwater and Blood Clotting Powder.
“Ah! Ah! Ah!” Jiang Ying let out a shrill cry. It sounded worse than Lord and Lady Jiang’s had. He felt an intense, piercing pain that made him wish he was dead.
Feng Tianlan looked at his kneecap after it had been wiped clean and stopped bleeding. That smooth, round bone was exposed right in front of her. She then stood up and looked at Jiang Ying with a sinister smile. “I haven’t even started yet. Save some strength for what’s about to come,” she said.
The pain in Jiang Ying’s knee had slightly subsided, giving him, who had been screaming pathetically, a moment to catch his breath. His face was as pale as a sheet of paper and was drenched in a cold sweat. “Shen Qingdai, you demon…”
“Alright, let’s continue.” Feng Tianlan smiled.
Her subordinate went forward immediately and raised Jiang Ying’s leg so that Feng Tianlan could dig out Jiang Ying’s kneecap while remaining standing. Jiang Ying couldn’t move, as he was suppressed by Si Mobai’s God Supreme-level Spiritual Force. He couldn’t even make a sound.
Feng Tianlan took a sharp, spoon-like object that her subordinate had handed over to her and gave Jiang Ying’s exposed kneecap a few smacks. She then raised her head and looked at Jiang Ying while sneering. When she saw that his pale face was filled with fear, the excitement she felt in her blood became even stronger.
She infused the spoon-like device with her Spiritual Force while looking at Jiang Ying’s thick white bone. She then gently dug it in…
“Ah! Ah!” Shrill screams came from Lord and Lady Jiang. They passed out after their deafening cry.
Feng Tianlan felt Jiang Ying’s leg jerking. She then raised her head and glanced at him. She frowned when she saw Jiang Ying beginning to pass out.
Her subordinate then scooped out some saltwater and immediately poured it onto Jiang Ying’s exposed kneecap.
“Ah!” The piercing pain jolted Jiang Ying back from unconsciousness. He was now drenched in sweat as if he had just gotten out of a bath.
“Shen… Qingdai!” Jiang Ying’s eyelashes were covered in sweat. Although he couldn’t see Feng Tianlan clearly, he could see through her.
“You’re awake?” Feng Tianlan looked at him indifferently while curling her lips slightly. “Let’s continue, then. I am just getting started. I can still give it twenty to thirty more digs, then do it all again on the other leg.”
“What… do… you want?” Jiang Ying asked weakly, his breathing heavy. He couldn’t take the pain of having his exposed kneecap poked and prodded anymore. It was too painful. It felt as if that pain had spread to his soul. He couldn’t wait to die the moment he felt that pain.