Dugu Bo stared coldly at the weak Soul Master in his hand.
Bullying such a weak Soul Master slowly restored the confidence Dugu Bo had lost earlier at Du Bai's hands.
After a long while, Dugu Bo spoke with a grim expression.
"This is simple. I'll slap you twice, and you tell me whether it hurts and whether you're dreaming. That's all!"
The weak Soul Master shuddered in fright, not knowing what to say.
Just then, Dugu Bo extended his other hand and heavily rewarded the weak Soul Master with two resounding slaps.
Smack! Smack!!
The slaps rang out loudly, swelling half of the weak Soul Master's face until it resembled a pig's head.
"Wuwuwu, it hurts! It hurts so much! It's burning!"
The weak Soul Master cried out in pain.
Seeing how badly he was hurting, Dugu Bo more or less had his answer.
Still, Dugu Bo put on a fierce front and said, "Tell me, all of this is real. You're not dreaming!"
"Lord Soul Master, you're right!"
"This is the True World. I'm not dreaming!"
"All of this truly exists. It truly happened!"
The weak Soul Master answered through tears.
"Mm, good. I understand."
"You did very well. I'm satisfied. You've worked hard!"
Dugu Bo said with a smile.
Then, Dugu Bo reached out again and tapped several points on the weak Soul Master's body in rapid succession.
Afterward, Dugu Bo casually tossed the weak Soul Master aside like garbage, patted his butt, and turned to leave.
The Soul Master thrown onto the ground felt pain all over his body. His face filled with grievance as he wailed.
"Wuwuwu, I'm so unlucky!"
"I was resting here peacefully, then someone inexplicably grabbed me, inexplicably beat me up, and inexplicably asked me a whole bunch of questions!"
"I'm truly