Finally, silence was restored. Those who had been swaggering with their words before now all sat or lay on the ground, utterly voiceless, not even a whimper of pain to be heard.
"You, you're simply inhuman!"
One of the less injured among them couldn't help but mutter at Lin Caisang and Sui Zimo, who were standing and watching them getting beaten.
But he dared not speak too loudly, just murmuring softly, fearful of being hit again. Those two from Wuzhu Teahouse were simply too daunting to provoke.
"Compared to you, what are we really?" Lin Caisang chuckled, not taking his words seriously at all.
If these people didn't receive a thorough lesson, they would continue to believe they were gods above, looking down on everyone else as mere ants, ready to be crushed at their whim!
"Well, would you like Hongjin and Hongyin to continue? What you've had so far is just an appetizer for them."
"No, please no."
The crowd was terrified by her words.