2188 So damn gentle

Song Shuhang's mind was in immense pain.

It felt as if a scorching-hot iron rod had been inserted straight into his brain.

This was the essence of cramming. As long as your brain is functioning, better continue feeding it with information!

The three-eyed young man was ruthless, and he didn't even give him the opportunity to adjust to the pain.

Song Shuhang firmly clutched the armrest, his lips blue and his toes curled up from the severe pain he was experiencing.

Senior Three Eyes would ask him with a gentle voice from time to time, "Is it painful? Have you passed out yet? Are you still conscious? Can you continue enduring it?"

His voice was surprisingly warm. Just listening to it made one feel quite rejuvenated.

So damn gentle!

Next to them, the butler was thinking about whether or not it should massage Tyrannical Song's temples to ease his pain.