"I was wrong, so wrong..."
Luo Yuantu, who had become a bloodied man, lay on the ground with not a single spot on his body left unharmed.
The most unbearable was the area around his lower body, a deep red, obviously not spared from the onslaught.
Wei Gang wiped the sweat from his forehead. He had only intended to have his men give Luo Yuantu a severe beating according to Mo Han's instructions.
But he had not expected that they would take it so seriously, the men's blows had been a bit too heavy.
From his experience, Luo Yuantu's lower body was likely done for, and both legs were broken to varying degrees; at the very least, he would be bedridden for a month or so.
"I'll fight you!"
Luo Xuanran's eyes were split with rage. Right now, he couldn't care about the many people present. He grabbed a vase from nearby and threw it at a bodyguard who had kicked his father mercilessly.
