Both were forced to kneel on the ground, their bodies contorted at a strange angle.
Their kneecaps were shattered in an instant.
The excruciating pain contorted their faces horribly as they couldn't stop howling.
"Ahh!!!!!!"
Wang Yu lay on the ground, tears streaming down his face.
"Master... Master, he's clearly taking revenge!"
"My legs have lost all sensation... Save... save me!"
The elderly man quickly crouched down, wanting to check Wang Yu's injuries.
But before he could start, he froze.
Wang Yu's calf bones had been completely crushed, the jagged edges piercing deeply into the flesh—too ghastly to behold!
"You... your methods are so cruel, they only said a few words about you and you do this to them?!"
The old man's eyes widened with anger as he pointed at Ye Fei and rebuked loudly:
"You heartless brute, what right do you have to run a clinic, to hang a pot and heal the world?"
Faced with the old man's accusations, Ye Fei didn't care.
He spoke indifferently:
