Chapter 1371 It's Not You Who Suffers

• "I bet either your mouth or your bones are tough. If you have the guts, keep quiet."
• A boy, around five or six years old, held a whip and continuously lashed it on another child. The boy's white shirt was already stained red, with some areas covered in blood, making it horrifying to look at.
• Despite the whip wounds on his body, the boy seemed unaffected, standing tall with his back straight. Each lash struck him, yet he didn't even flinch.