Chu Dashan lost.
But until the moment he fainted, he didn't let out a single cry or whimper, never showing any sign of surrender.
He was like a warrior, constantly falling and rising again.
Steadfastly holding onto his beliefs.
Lei Zha's face was unsightly, with several obvious bruises swelling on his skin.
"Boss, this guy is like a rabid dog. If you had let me seriously injure him, it wouldn't have taken this long!"
Lei Zha extended his thumb and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth before fiercely spitting at Chu Dashan.
"You bastard, what are you doing!" Sun Xuanbei shouted furiously, suddenly standing up.
She felt pain for her disciple and respected his choices, keeping her anger in check until now.
Seeing Chu Dashan faint and Lei Zha spitting at him, she could no longer hold back her rage.
Lei Zha, scolded, glared back coldly.
