Journey Of Me And My Seven Sisters

Chapter 123 Castrated

Emrys‘ expression darkened at once. If there was one thing he absolutely hated, it was others slandering his sisters. He stepped forward and kicked Philip to the ground before inserting a long needle into one of the man’s acupoints.

“Ahhh! You b*stard! What did you just do to me?” Philip let out an agonized scream and exclaimed in fear.

“You’ll find out soon,” Emrys said with a sneer.

The next moment, a gush of heat rushed through Penny’s b*dy. She leaned toward Emrys but immediately retreated a few steps backward after noticing his hostile gaze.

“Get lost!”

Penny was instantly jolted back to consciousness by the daggers shooting out from the man’s eyes. However, her rationality vanished again shortly after due to the effects of the drug.

As she did not dare to provoke Emrys, she changed her target and threw herself at Philip instead while ripping off her clothes.

Suddenly, an anguished cry sliced through the air.

“Ahhh! You’re a monster…” Philip yelled while fixing his gaze on Emrys.

He finally realized what Emrys had done to him.

The man had blocked one of his acupoints such that he would feel piercing pain as long as he got

aroused.

How is that different from being castrated?

No! This is worse than being castrated. The pain of castration is only temporary, while the pain he inflicted on me is permanent!

His only solution was to distance himself from women. In fact, he could not even harbor thoughts about them.

that was a torture

Penny was unwilling to let him off. It could be said that he was

watching everything from one side with a stoic expression when he suddenly felt a warm breeze next to his car. The next moment, Cordelia’s

“Delia!”

he saw Cordelia ripping off her clothes. After letting out a

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Chapter 123 Castrated

destination was Maple Forest

room. A man dressed in a suit

initially, he did not

look

and asked

replied, “The man is called Emrys Lund,

repeated with a

was inspired by a line from a famous poet: Under the maple tree where we met. I’ll see you again,

elegant and

on the hotel bed, had already

“Rys…”

a daze as she

pouncing at him as he had not managed to channel

it was too late for him to use the needles. As

she let out a soft snort

of clothes. When he returned, the woman was already

her memories and could clearly remember some important details of what

saw Emrys entering the room, her face

queen

Emrys. The ice image which