Looking at the woman's terrified expression and hearing her pitiful pleas, anyone would imagine a violent and sadistic husband and a pitiful wife. If it was someone with a bad temper or a strong sense of sympathy, they would have already gone up to the woman and scolded the man for her. They would have thrown him into the mountains to feed the wolves. However, Du Yue did not have much sympathy. She just looked at the woman in front of her coldly. After the woman finished her one-man show, Du Yue slowly stood up and raised her eyebrows at the woman. "Done acting?"
The woman forced a smile. "Do you think I'm lying to you? What right do you have to say that? Look at the injuries on my arms. They were all caused by him using his belt on me. I have the same wounds on my stomach and legs. There's no spot on my body that's unharmed."