Wen Xi thrashed her head from side to side, but it was useless. Her hands and feet were bound, and a thick cloth was stuffed deep into her mouth. Ou He hadn’t even allowed for an anesthetic, forcing her to endure the raw agony of the brand. The same spot, the same scar… The moment the iron seared her skin, an agonizing pain shot through every nerve, radiating from the point of contact to the tips