Sad Captives

"No, no, no… It shouldn't be like this…No…!"

Red Lei lied on the ground, with the bones of his arms and legs all crushed. He widely opened his mouth and screamed in pain, but a prince with a big beard smashed a giant hammer on his mouth, which generated fire sparkles as it scrunched Red Lei's teeth.

"Such strong teeth!" A few shallow scratches were left on the hammer. The big bearded man who smashed Red Lei's face glanced at his treasure, then angrily threw a series of kicks violently on Red Lei's handsome face.

The buildings in Liang Zhu City were most incinerated, then flushed by water, forming a thick layer of mud that covered the streets. Wearing a pair of boots entirely stained with the dark and stinky mud, the beard prince left layers of large footprints on Red Lei's face with his foot. As most Yu Clan nobles, Red Lei was a cleanliness freak. The awful stench of the mud almost made him faint.