Fear

It was as if there were millions of ice needles that were pricking the inside of Gu Shenwei's body. The pricking sensation emanated from his viscera towards the surface of his body. The chilliness ebbed away bit by bit every time the pricking sensation hits his skin, but not for long before a new wave of ice needles began forming in his Dantian again. Even though Gu Shenwei protected the pulse of his heart, it did not numb the sensation of pain. On the contrary, it only further intensified and the excruciating pain that he had to endure was increased by twofold.

He could not hear anything as his ears were stuffed with cotton wool. However, he would still open his eyes involuntarily whenever danger approached.

There was a panic-stricken young macheteman who stood by the door. His face was so red that it could even be clearly seen in the night.