The Quan General squirmed and struggled, trying his best to break free. However, the cripple's hand was like a vice grip that he couldn't have overpowered, even if he was at his best condition. Every time he tried to gather profound energy, the cripple's aura would immediately disperse it, leaving him no way out.
"N-No! S-stop! Father! Make him stop!"
The man shouted barely recognisable words by moving how little of his jaw he could. The desperation in his voice was so vivid that even a deaf person would have heard it. Yun Lei completely ignored those pleas and continued what he was doing.
"Okay, Okay! I did it! I fucking did it!" Unable to handle the pressure of his impending death, Quan Dongjing finally gave up his futile lies. "But what was I supposed to do!? If I didn't grab onto the thighs of the Holy Creek Sect, the Quan Family would be no more! I did it for the family!"
