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... r and bladder become uncontrollable.
Neung Hwa-yang, who had fainted with eyes rolled back and foaming at the mouth, had even pissed herself.
-Trickle!
Seeing this, Mok Gyeong-un clicked his tongue.
“Hmm. It seems pain tolerance and fear are separate matters.”
As if disappointed, Mok Gyeong-un smacked his lips. Then, Cheong-ryeong’s voice rang in his ear.
-I think I know your true calling, you fiend.
“Pardon?”
-You’d make a perfect ...
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