"No, please!"
Soma's voice was filled with terror.
He hastily covered his face with his hands, absolutely not wanting outsiders to see.
Always priding himself as a handsome man, Soma indeed had the capital for it, but now the mere thought of his appearance being known to others made him feel utterly mortified.
Especially this group of unrestrained Asuras, they would definitely spread rumors everywhere, taunting and ridiculing him.
It was too dreadful!
Soma wanted to cry but had no tears to shed.
Popiwen turned his head away, squinting his eyes and snorted coldly.
Hmph!
"You can fool others, but you cannot fool me!"
"Take Soma down and in front of all the Asura Soldiers, beat him with three thousand divine staff blows!"
"This is the outcome for opposing us Asuras!"
Popiwen commanded with a wave of his hand.
Boom!
Soma's head reeled, as if struck by lightning, his mind went blank, and the sound of silent thunder echoed within his mind.
