"Death Sentence," it isn't a command for you to die.
Rather, it ensures living is worse than death.
When the old man used the Acupoint Stimulation Technique once more to jolt Ling Yunxiao awake from his faint, his face had turned ghastly pale, his breath was as faint as a thread, and his entire body was soaked through with sweat.
After carefully sizing him up, the old man ascertained that Ling Yunxiao wasn't feigning unconsciousness and then spoke to Tang Fei, "This time should be about right..."
"Then we'll go with your judgement," Tang Fei nodded in agreement to the old man's assessment and said, "After suffering so much, let's give him a break for now..."
"..."
The old man wasn't pleased, what does it mean to go with my judgement?
Who asked for another round? Who told me he could handle it?
Tang Fei looked at Ling Yunxiao and asked aloud, "Ling Yunxiao, do you know who I am?"