"I think being shot is nothing compared to this, the pain is systemic, it affects the nervous system, so... it must be incredibly soul-crushing."
"Excellent, experiencing pain that ordinary people cannot fathom is indeed a unique life experience. Co on! With weapons in hand, I must get ready to leave. This treatnt can suppress the onset of the disease, allowing to act without my body holding back!"
...
Two hours later, the treatnt finally ended. Third Young Master Jun was drenched in cold sweat, his complexion ashen; under severe pain, his eyes sowhat blurred and dispersed.
Yan Su admired him greatly. During this treatnt, so techniques were indeed excruciating, pushing the limits of physical endurance.
Yet Third Young Master Jun did not cry out in pain, like a man of steel, with absolutely no expression of pain on his face.
But Yan Su understood that it wasn’t that he felt no pain—the beads of cold sweat dripping from his forehead and his pallid lips proved that he could endure more than an average person, simply not voicing it.
"Is the treatnt over?" Third Young Master Jun looked up at him.
Yan Su nodded.
"Thank goodness I had Ye Lu follow Feiyu out." Otherwise, if she had seen this scene, she would definitely be distressed.
After saying this, Third Young Master Jun’s head tilted, and he fainted.
When he woke up, he was back in the hospital room, alone. He felt relieved yet sowhat unsatisfied, huffing, "That woman is probably too distracted by fun."
However, after undergoing the extre physical treatnt, his body felt much better; his spirit and strength had significantly improved.
Just as he was thinking of Ye Lu, Ye Lu returned.
Her face alight with excitent, her eyes gleaming with a confident stride, she walked in.
"Guess what I just did?"
"Seeing the look on your face, I believe Ivan and his daughter must have been dealt with harshly," Third Young Master Jun raised an eyebrow, a slight smirk playing on his lips, revealing his anticipatory glee and trendous pride.
His woman would naturally not fail; Ivan and his daughter were so arrogant they were despicable, and they deserved a harsh lesson.
"You’re no fun." Ye Lu glared at him; she had intended to surprise him, but he had guessed already, "It’s so unexciting since you guessed it. But there’s one thing you probably didn’t guess."
Ye Lu looked smug.
"What is it?"
"I hacked Ivan and his daughter, let Feiyu add so ’good stuff’ to their cargo, and then they got snatched by drug enforcent police. Don’t ntion how pathetic they looked, always so arrogant, and now, huh... They were beaten and kicked by those cops, didn’t dare disclose their identities, their faces bruised and swollen, handcuffed and taken away in utter humiliation. They had their day!"
Third Young Master Jun showed signs of surprise and delight, then burst out laughing radiantly.
He hugged her tightly, looking down at her with a plaintive tone, "My wife is so capable, it seems from now on I can only survive on an easy gig."
Ye Lu glared at him, unimpressed. She believed if he got serious, dealing with Ivan and his daughter would be far more brutal and bloody than what she did.
After all, this was her first ti undertaking such harsh actions, still lacking in many aspects, her thods slightly unpolished. If Third Young Master Jun had done it, his approach would certainly have been more seamless.
"But it was just a severe lesson; I couldn’t completely finish them off." Ye Lu sighed, understanding that Ivan and his daughter were not so easily defeated.
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