He paused briefly, then added, "Roasting punishment works too. Stick the person onto a red-hot iron pillar and roast them until burned black. Or the Ten Thousand Snake Pit, throw someone alive into a nest of snakes…"
Seeing the Imperial Consort Zhou's face grow worse and worse, Yue Mingxuan sneered coldly in his heart.
Trying to scare him?
She's still far too inexperienced.
In his previous life, when he entered the tropical rainforest alone, he had only been fourteen years old.
After letting out the heavy breath in his chest, he strode out in large steps.
The Imperial Consort Zhou watched Yue Mingxuan's retreating figure.
Her teeth ached with hatred, yet she could do nothing.
With so many eyes watching inside the palace, she had not even dared to meet him openly and had been forced to choose the Bieli Palace instead.
She had thought that such a young Ger would be frightened easily.
Who would have expected that in the end, the one scared stiff was herself?
