"Considering we're both from the Battle God Ape Clan, I'll spare your life this time. If anyone dares to speak without thinking again, I'll definitely not let them off!"
As he watched Yuan Fang, who had fallen to the ground and was continuously vomiting blood, Sun Wukong's face turned cold, and his words struck the hearts of everyone present like a heavy hammer. Yuan Fang felt as if he'd been struck by lightning upon hearing them, spat out another mouthful of blood, his head tilted, eyes closed, and he fainted just like that.
"Yuan Fang!"
The crowd below the platform rushed forward, surrounding Yuan Fang and calling out to him.
"To use such a poisonous hand against a fellow clan member, don't you think it's too much?"
Yuan Du narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Sun Wukong with a sinister expression, and said hatefully.
"Poisonous hand? I've already shown mercy, or do you think he'd still be lying on the ground gasping for breath?"