Xiang Yu was curled up on the floor, having already spat out two mouthfuls of blood. It was obvious to anyone with eyes that Xiang Yu had been severely injured. Ding Yongwei, sitting on the sofa, was so pleased that he turned to look at his brother Luo Lin with a smile.
Luo Lin was also overjoyed. Xiang Yu had been beaten so badly today that he truly hoped Xiang Yu would be left disabled or bedridden from this day forward, thereby ridding the world of one more person he despised.
"Enough," suddenly Zhong Huashan called out.
As soon as he saw Xiang Yu vomiting blood, he'd guessed that Xiang Yu must have been injured while saving him earlier that morning. Zhong Huashan wasn't hard-hearted; he wanted to teach Xiang Yu a lesson, to make sure Xiang Yu understood one thing.
Even though he had saved his life, he shouldn't use that as leverage to threaten him, or else he would kill him at any moment. And of course, Xiang Yu got the message.
