Wuyi was merciless because next to Junjie Dai and the others, Xuanxian Luo's pain was like the sting of a fly. "You picked a fight because you wanted a girl. The girl didn't want you, and beating up her brothers and her fellow farm-hands wasn't going to ever make her like you. Eh?"
Moan.
"Not that you care, because you are not above a spot of forced love, eh, Xuanxian Luo? This is not the south. I didn"t approve of your way in the south, young man, but this is another country and we are all holed up in the fortress together, and if you so much as breathe garlic on a farm girl, with or without her permission, I"ll hang you with my own hands. In fact, Xuanxian Luo, let"s be straight about this. You are the single most useless person in my whole group, and I"d prefer to hang you, because the message that I mean business would cost me nothing. You get me?" He leaned forward.
Xuanxian Luo moaned again. He was crying.
