Qian Jin was no longer concerned about getting any benefits from Bo Xiaomi, he was completely terrified and just wanted to get as far away from her as quickly as possible.
It was not hard to discern the truth behind the situation from the screams of horror that came from Bo Xiaomi.
Bo Xiaomi's face aged rapidly, within a few seconds, she looked like she had been drained dry, turned into a withered corpse, yet she was still clinging to a breath of life.
"I… I don't want anything anymore, please, I beg you to spare me," Bo Xiaomi's feeble, barely audible voice kept pleading.
She struggled with her shriveled body but could not escape this torment no matter how she tried.
Qian Jin, in his panic, tried to leave but accidentally bumped into Bo Xiaomi and was immediately grabbed by her dry fingers.
Despite Bo Xiaomi's ghastly appearance, her seemingly fragile bones tightly gripped Qian Jin's calf, and no matter how hard he tried to shake her off, he could not.
