When Zhang Xiaohao glared at them, the remaining disciples of the Guan Martial Arts Hall dared not to plot any further and honestly knelt on the ground, licking the pig blood, dog blood, and other filthy things off the floor.
"Brother-in-law, you're too awesome," Cheng Qingsu said, giving a thumbs up.
"Heh, just average!" Zhang Xiaohao laughed.
"Damn it! Lord, this guy is slacking off," shouted one of the Guan Martial Arts Hall disciples at that moment.
"Oh?" Zhang Xiaohao walked over with interest.
"L-Lord, I wasn't slacking off! This guy is framing me."
"Heh," Zhang Xiaohao chuckled, and swiftly lifted his right foot, stepping on his Dantian.
Crack!
"Ah!" A miserable scream immediately burst from his mouth.
"Listen up, all of you, from now on the countdown begins, you only have ten minutes. If you don't lick the pig blood, dog blood, and other filth off the floor within ten minutes, I will destroy all of your Dantians!" Zhang Xiaohao said coldly.
