"We really wouldn't know whether Young Master Jun's thin and frail looking body will be able to withstand the seventy two sets of torture equipment we hold within this prison. It must be known though, anyone who had previously undergone the entire circle of torture equipment here had all been reduced to become helplessly disabled and completely wasted even if they survived. It's such a shame that Young Master Jun even holds such high cultivated spirit powers." The jailer holding the whip said, lifting the whip and snapping it with a loud crack, sending the whip's whistling end to tear through the air and land just beside Jun Wu Xie, striking heavily upon the ground, leaving a white slash mark on the filthy floor of the jail cell.
Jun Wu Xie stared coldly at the two jailers standing there with their malicious expressions.
Qiao Chu who had remained hidden in the darkness observed it all. These two jailers were obviously going to inflict torture on Jun Wu Xie!
