The sensation was too terrifying, making Josephine nearly forget all the pain in her body. She felt that if the person exerted just a bit more force, her neck and head would separate.

"Don't... don't kill me. I don't want to die."

She struggled desperately, and just when she was about to stop breathing, the person suddenly released her neck.

"You wretch, when you killed my mother and framed Eliana, did you ever think they didn't want to die?" The man kicked Josephine in the face once more.

The wound that had just stopped bleeding was now oozing fresh blood.

"Ah... it hurts, Dylan? Dylan, I didn't... I didn't..." Hearing...