Exterminated

"H-Hwease…Hop…Hitting we…" Conn-Thor begged with a swollen face, his cheeks were so red and puffed that he couldn't speak clearly—a look unfitting for a bandit boss like him.

However, although his current appearance was rather comical, there was a hint of eeriness to it as he looked drastically older than when Shye first met him.

Shye didn't care one bit though, witheringly old or not, the man deserved to be slapped for being a scum who preyed on young girls.

At this point, the sinister old dog just wanted to die as he didn't want to suffer under Shye's hands.

Unfortunately, he couldn't even activate a single skill due to the weird sword skill that sapped all of his mana and stamina.

Thus, Conn-Thor had no choice but to get slapped while tied up like some piece of withered meat.

After a good while of face-slapping, Shye stopped as he noticed that the sinister old dog had already fainted.