Five Elements Up High

"Ah! Ah! Ah!"

The young man, who had been beaten sore, had curled up like a boiled prawn and started shrieking in pain.

Strips of bloody scars kept appearing on his flesh as it was lacerated from the whipping. When the whip fell again, a piece of flesh came flying off and drifted along with the whip.

"Sir, he is young and ignorant. Sir, please be magnanimous. Just let him off this time!" a tanned young man said while kneeling and kowtowing.

Before the young man could finish speaking, the whip had already lashed out at him. A foot-long scar appeared on his face instantly.

A thuggish man wearing an unbuttoned shirt that revealed his chest hair glared with cold purple-red eyes.

"Cheap bastard! Where do you get this logic? So what if I whipped him a few times? I don't care if he's whipped to death!"

The thug, who was still pissed, kicked the man who was curled on the ground, eliciting a miserable scream from him.