To make Zhao Nuanyue submit, they had to shatter her psychological defenses. Only by breaking her completely could they make her obedient.
Hearing Mrs. Li's words, the fear in Zhao Nuanyue's heart intensified, and her resolve began to waver.
Zhao Nuanyue stood there blankly all day, her face expressionless, her heart desolate.
"Right now, you're nothing but a blade of grass that I've stomped into the mud. You can't possibly run away. I can trample you however I please. If you're obedient, you'll suffer less. I'll be so kind as to repeat this one more time: I hope you'll listen, so you can spare yourself some pain." Mrs. Li stressed again that Zhao Nuanyue should obey and know what was good for her.
Zhao Nuanyue remained silent. She didn't know if she could endure the torment that was to come.
If it weren't for her brother, she would have chosen to die.
