Da Hei was particularly terrified, having witnessed firsthand the scene where others were whipped by the Spirit Whip. The agonizing screams still echoed in his ears.
He could hardly imagine that he would end up in the same situation.
His heart seemed to be gripped tightly by an invisible hand, beating violently, on the verge of fainting.
Even though Old Liu was powerful, he was helpless in the face of this Spirit Whip.
Feeling the terrifying aura the Spirit Whip exuded, his inner fear even surpassed his anger.
Struggling to make a sound to beg for mercy, he knew that no amount of struggle and pleading would be of any use. In the face of Chen Rui's terrifying Spirit Whip, they could only wait for fate to descend.
Chen Rui looked at the fear-twisted faces of the two, a proud smile curled at the corner of his lips.
