Ah....
The wails and howls of agony lasted for a full half-hour.
Then all fell silent.
"Did I allow you to pass out?"
Lu Ning waved his hand, and the Parasite Fog dispersed.
The ashen-faced Chen Zijie brothers were revealed.
Crack...
Crack...
Lu Ning lifted his feet and stepped on their knees.
The intense pain jolted the two back to consciousness.
Looking up at the hovering, drifting Parasite Fog, the souls of the two brothers trembled.
Ignoring the agonizing pain in their legs, they crawled and rolled in front of Lu Ning, kneeling and begging, "Young Master, Young Master... we know we were wrong, please spare us!"
"I didn't wake you up to listen to your nonsense!"
Lu Ning said coldly and waved his hand, as the Parasite Fog entered the brothers' bodies once more.
Ah ah...
This time, the two brothers endured for less than ten minutes before passing out again.
However, Lu Ning snapped their wrists, bringing them back to their senses once more.
The cycle repeated.