His shirt, which had been clean and white, was soaked with blood now. Someone reached out for him, speaking filthy words.
Jing Yichen got extremely furious, feeling disgusted and humiliated, wanting to kill everyone present in the room.
But there were way too many people around him!
He was strong, and for the longest time, he throttled and broke the neck of anyone who approached him, killing them immediately.
But after a point, he got increasingly tired and his energy drained out, leaving him dizzy. He finally sank to the floor.
What awaited him was endless torment.
Rough hands started to grope him, trying to stimulate his dorment desire. He felt nauseated and finally started to puke.
The men surrounded him, and ripped off his clothes. He lay completely naked amidst a pile of corpses in a pool of blood.
There were an uncountable number of hands touching him, making him feel agonized.
