A dreadful sensation was about to surge, like waves stimulating her nerves, and Ke Yanqing felt her scalp tingle, as her heart was clenched tightly in her throat.
She involuntarily parted her lips that she'd been lightly biting, ready to plead for mercy.
But as she looked at Xia Feng's cold and sinister K-mask, which seemed to mock her with a hint of a taunting smile, she hardened her heart and once again endured.
She couldn't surrender to this evil cultist! Just over eighty more seconds, and it would be this guy's death!
She believed in her willpower, that she could bear it without letting Brother Kovis notice anything awry.
After these ninety seconds, she would find an opportunity to ask her mother for help.
Let her mother execute this evil cultist! Retrieve the Divine Relics from his hands!!
Ke Yanqing kept bolstering her resolve, continuing to hold back the urge to urinate.
Endure—!
