Why do I Keep Transmigrating Into an Extra?!

3.8| The Timid Princess Xing Ruo

A thick and long object with rough bumps were shoved into her private area on her lower body, blood leaked out of the rim of her flower. One of the breasts on her chest had a word "slave" carved into them, and the other one had her nipple severed out from it.

Her eyes were hollow and sunken, seemingly void of any life. Yet through the small rise on her chest, one could detect her breath, painfully slow.

Her words slightly gaped open, and no words came out, only small grunts that were barely discernible.

"Please.... kill... me...." Her voice was no longer silky as it used to be, now hoarse like a banshee. Afterall, she had been screaming throughout the torture that lasted for a week.

A middle-aged man wearing a luxurious robe was standing in front of her. On his left hand, was a long whip cladded with dangerous barbs.

Behind him was the man Fu Lin had been following since earlier, Fu Heng's direct subordinate, Bei Gu.

"You've finally become one of my beautiful artworks, darling." The middle-aged man mused with a smile on his face as he looked at her like a piece of art that he had finally finished after a week of hard work. "Don't you think so, Bei Gu?"

Realizing that his name was mentioned, Bei Gu immediately clapped both of his hands, "Amazing artwork indeed, Prime Minister Wei. I can't believe you've had such a talent in this age."

Prime Minister Wei smiled proudly after having been complimented. The curve on his lips reached until his ears.

"But I think I could improve her more.. don't you think? She will become even more beautiful!"

As if her last hope was broken, the frail woman struggled fiercely, "No! Kill me you disgusting monster! I'm not an artwork! I'm a human being! Kill me and stop torturing me, you fucking piece of—"

Crack!

"Arghh—-!!!" The bone on her leg was snapped broken by the man. Her scream of agony rang throughout the torture chamber.

"An artwork couldn't talk, so stop yapping your mouth off." Prime Minister Wei frowned, displeased.

"So what made you come here today, Bei Gu? Did your master order you to do something again?" Prime Minister Wei asked as he spared some of his attention to him.

"...Yes. My master was asking if there were any fresh goods that arrived this week. He needs them to give to his old customers."

"Fresh goods, hm? There was a batch of them that had just been brought over a few days ago, they're mostly underaged girls. I don't know if your master would like that?"

Bei Gu smiled and clapped his hands, "No, that's perfect. He will absolutely love it."

"You fucking bastards..! Even underaged girls weren't let off by scums like you?!" The woman shrieked once again.

Crack!

"Argh—!!"

Prime Minister Wei broke the woman's finger without mercy.

"Such foul words coming out of a lady's mouth..."

Crack!

"Kuakk—!"

"Shh, don't be so loud."

"Fuck, you— ARGHH!!"

Crack!

Another finger.

The woman seemed to spend too much of her energy as her chest was barely rising, her sweat mixed with her blood.