"Fang Lin, do not harm her life!" Ye Mengxian, the first to stand up on the VIP platform, yelled loudly at Fang Lin.
Fang Lin acted as if he hadn't heard, pulled the spear from Ling Wushuang's leg, and then another thrust pierced through her other leg.
Blood flowed out, and Ling Wushuang, with resentful eyes, stared at Fang Lin; the intense pain completely twisted her expression.
This scene stupefied the audience below. What was Fang Lin doing? Was he deliberately torturing Ling Wushuang? In full view of everyone, wasn't this too unrestrained?
"Fang Lin, stop it at once!" Ye Mengxian shouted again, but it was just a shout, with no action taken, her face even bearing an indifferent expression.
The Pingbei King and others wore peculiar expressions. What's the use of shouting here, why not take action to stop it immediately?
However, the Pingbei King and the others understood that Ye Mengxian's failure to stop Fang Lin was to give him the chance to torture Ling Wushuang.
