After saying what must be said, Wang Xuesi ordered several soldiers to start giving Lui Fang's members the caning.
Everyone was silent, staring in horror at the highly long serrated whips in the hands of several soldiers.
People believed that all those burly men would die before the count of 200.
All members of Lui Fang, including Lui Yang, shuddered in horror; they looked restless, staring intently at the serrated whips in the hands of the soldiers.
Lui Yang's breathing was erratic. Just looking at that long thing, he couldn't imagine how painful it would be.
In all his life, he had never felt fear like this. In the depths of his heart, he longed for a miracle. In the last seconds of his life, he still hoped for help from someone, even though he firmly believed that no one could help them right now.
The soldiers were already in position. Instantly, everyone held their breath.
