Back inside the house,
After a few more strikes, Zhen Qinrou was no longer able to take the hits on the back of her leg. Feeling her knees weak, she was about to fall with a light head when suddenly a sharp pang ran across her cheeks. Her eyes shot open when she glared at the bodyguard at his audacity. But before she could yell or scream at him, Feng Shufen's cold voice interrupted her thoughts.
"Seeing you coming here to confess your sins with such pride, it was not hard to tell that you didn't fear death. Maybe you took your death too easily that you were no longer scared of anything. So, I thought to change the course of your thoughts and let you realize both fear and pain of death."