Chapter 103: Merciless Pressure

“Who the fuck do you think you're talking to?” Al'ravee said calmly.

The serene tone in which he spoke was a direct contrast to the aggressiveness of the question.

Beads of sweat fell from Darius's face, forming a little puddle. One would wonder how his body was able to produce so much sweat in such a short amount of time.

Talliu was not much better off, his knees hurt and his arms struggled to support his body.

Right now, he had nothing but hatred on his mind, hatred for Yidi.

‘I've waited so long for this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, but you want to ruin it for me. Why must you make others suffer with you?’ He grumbled in his mind but dared not speak it out loud.

The only sound in the area was the slow cracking of stones under pressure.

Iyah remained standing though, there was no pressure on her.

Rather her Father was exempting her from this punishment. She looked at all this expectantly, wondering what her father would do now that he was angry.