"This is my hobby." Jing Li laughed like an evil monarch as she whipped Barbero as if he was her horse.
"Thwack."
While Barbero was being whipped by Jing Li with a smacking sound rising from his body, he looked like he was about to cry. But the tears weren't those of regret.
'I only talked about my lord. I did nothing wrong. But, being whipped by senior sister...' Barbero bit his lips as he couldn't find the right word for the sensation that was passing through his body.
'It's like a current carrying ton of pleasure is passing through my body.' Barbero murmured as the whip landed on his body.
If it was someone else, he would have resented Jing Li. But Barbero, who was getting whipped like a country horse, didn't harbor any resentment towards Jing Li.
He had talked a bit about Iwan for the last twenty-four days, which resulted in this.
"Even if you whip me, I will only use this mouth to spread the truth about Brother Iwan's greatness."