Dongfang Jin's hands, tightly grasping Baili Xia's arms, grew stronger in their grip, so strong that she almost screamed in pain.
The fury that ignited in his eyes was enough to burn down an entire forest.
Jin was very angry, and she was even a bit worried that he might be so enraged he would want to strangle her right there.
But in the end, he forcibly suppressed his rage and compelled himself to calm down.
"Let's go," Dongfang Jin said, no longer speaking, and tried to lead her towards the car.
But Baili Xia stopped, pushing him hard: "I'm not going."
"Have you really decided? Do you know how terrifying this surgery is?" Dongfang Jin also stopped, staring at her pale little face.
He was still furious, very, very furious. Was this a place she could even be?
"You will lie on the cold operating table, the surgeon will open you up there and insert the ice-cold instruments, cutting the flesh from your body..."
