Waking up on the operating table, you groggily sat up, your eyes still blurry from the experiment. Obviously, the poison just injected into you by Ruan Mei couldn't harm you, at least it couldn't cause death. You had been tormented by this immortal life for so long, you wanted a death, even if it was peaceful or painful-to-the-bone one.

You finally regained your sight. And Ruan Mei was right next to you, her hand holding a needle, clearly another attempt to give you your satisfaction. She looked at you with a bone-chilling gaze, as her voice sounded softly but coldly.

"How is it? Is that poison enough to cause you pain?"