"Speak, what is your purpose for infiltrating here!"
The tiny bat was suspended mid-air by Black Chains, sprawled in all directions, with a few miniature branding iron whips laid beside it.
"It was you who brought me in…" Illiyat replied helplessly, thinking this guy must be insane. Who would seriously torture a tiny bat like this?
"Not talking? Be careful, I'll serve you the big torture."
Wen Wen took out a pair of small scissors and maneuvered them around the little bat, always inadvertently drifting toward the bat's lower body, causing Illiyat to break out in cold sweat.
"What exactly do you want to ask? I can tell you everything!"
Wen Wen's eyebrows bristled, "Hmph, you're still so stubborn. It seems you won't give up until you're at wit's end."
Then, Wen Wen used a cat-ear cup to prepare a cup of Devil Chili Sauce, slowly pouring it into Illiyat's stomach, which made him turn even pinker from the spiciness.
