"Hua Qiuyu, what the hell are you doing?" At this moment, a stream of curses came from the side, "How many times have I warned you? When it rains, it should be gentle. Are you trying to drown the crops in the fields with this heavy rain?"
The overseer held a golden whip in his hand, and from a distance of over a dozen meters, a golden light struck directly across his back, immediately flaying the flesh open on Hua Qiuyu's back.
"Is... is that the legendary God-beating Whip?" Lying on the ground, the brothers Hua Qiuyun and Hua Qiufeng looked at the whip in the overseer's hand, recalling the descriptions in ancient books; the God-beating Whip was also a divine weapon in Huaxia's history!
"Ahh!" Hua Qiuyu screamed in agony, for the God-beating Whip could harm not only the physical body but even the soul, making him wish for death with just one lash.
"I told you to stop this reckless rain-making!"
