The punishment was only halfway through, but blood was already trickling from the corner of Chen Nan's mouth, and his back was a mangled ruin of flesh. Ning Xuan hadn't expected the Protection Association's punishment whip to be so severe. He was one of her own, always by her side, looking after her. If he were permanently injured, it would be her own heart that ached.
"That's enough. Stop. Let them down." Ning Xuan's voice echoed through the punishment chamber via an intercom. The enforcers received the order, and the sound of the punishment whip whistling through the air came to an abrupt halt.
They quickly released the restraints. Lin Mo's physical constitution was much stronger than Chen Nan's. Although he swayed, he could still stand firm. Chen Nan was in much worse shape. After being released, he was unsteady on his feet, his knees gave out, and he slid to the ground.
