C52 Torture

Faang Gaang could read the intent in Zhang Bufan's eyes.

"Don't try to pull any stunts on me!" Faang Gaang seemed to have a sudden realization.

At that moment, Zhang Bufan was on the verge of breaking free from his bindings. He was silently planning his escape once the ropes gave way. The shard of glass in his hand had already been ground down, blurring with his blood.

Noticing this