Yet all he could do was whine in pain and beg for mercy again and again.
"Ahh, please spare me! I was wrong."
But Shen Yuan didn't listen to one of his pleas as he kicked him in the face, breaking his nose and sending him flying again.
He slowly came above Shan Bo again, "Hmm? Lost consciousness?" he muttered as he raised his leg and stomped down on his chest.
Pressing him down on the ground as he spat out a mouthful of blood and regained consciousness.
Yet his voice became weak, "Sp...are...me..."
"Ah? What did you say?" Shen Yuan asked loudly before stomping him again on the ground.
"Augh..." He lost consciousness again as blood began seeping out from his fresh wounds.
Shen Yuan shook his head and began heading back toward the other disciples.
[Vented enough?]
Yue Lan asked in a lazy voice.
"Cough, I wasn't venting, I just taught them a little lesson."
[Yeah, yeah, I know how much you 'taught' them.]
