"Please, help me amputate all my limbs."
Li Ziyue said very calmly, her determined gaze falling on Zhou Xiaoyun as she made her request succinctly.
At this moment, the Yin Sha Qi was swiftly corrupting Li Ziyue's limbs, slowly starting to rot from where the shackles were.
"What did you say? Amputate your limbs?!"
Zhou Xiaoyun looked at Li Ziyue in extreme astonishment, thinking he had heard wrong, and sought confirmation once more.
"Yes, haven't you said that the Yin Sha Qi will continue to erode a person's vitality, and in the end, not only the limbs can't be saved, but it will also threaten one's life."
Li Ziyue looked at Zhou Xiaoyun and spoke seriously.
Her expression was as if it was someone else's limbs that were to be amputated, not hers.
Zhou Xiaoyun immediately felt perplexed, as the woman before him was so decisive, asking to have her limbs severed without even a frown.
