"P-Please! I beg you! Don't do this to me! I will do anything you want!" Jiu Chun began begging Su Yang as he was being dragged away slowly, feeling as though he was being dragged to hell by the death god.
"The only thing I want from you is pure humiliation! Since you dared to try to humiliate me, I shall do the same to you! You should be thankful that I am going to let you keep your worthless life!" Su Yang spoke in a cold voice as he continued dragging Jiu Chun along with him.
And since they had a few minutes to spare before the poison took effect, Su Yang took his time going down the stairs, which only made Jiu Chun feel even more miserable.
Once they reached the eighth floor, Jiu Chun could feel the rod between his legs stiffen.
"Ahhhh! Stop! Stop it! Don't! Don't do this! You are not human!" Jiu Chun's desperate crying immediately alerted the guests inside the rooms on the eighth floor even before Su Yang opened the door.
