Son, we need to talk.

"Yo, what is it?" Just as Ethan Lu dropped these words, Churu felt that her soul suddenly dwindled out from her. Right after, her core within her tightened, as if someone squeezed it tightly. 

"What?!?" At the same time as Ethan Lu's cry, Churu felt her flesh being cut open. 

'How is this possible...?' Unable to say a word, Churu could only whisper internally. She had long forgotten what physical pain felt like. 

After being tortured every single day, gaining all the scars on her body that never truly healed, it already numbed Churu. Hence, she could freely move around back when she was a demon despite having fresh wounds. 

But now, she was under pain. She didn't know, but every passing second has becoming intolerable. 

"I'll be there." Hearing the distraught man from the other end of the line, Ethan Lu didn't bother to ask further questions. He would find out for himself.