"No!"
In the infirmary, Yu Xiaogang broke down in tears, his eyes bloodshot. Looking down, he saw that his little Xiao Gang had become a pile of mangled flesh and had even been cleaned up, leaving it looking smooth and bare.
"My little Xiao Gang."
He had already lost the ability to unlock locks, and little Xiao Gang could no longer stand up, but at least he still had it and could look at it. Now, it was completely over.
"Damn Yinchuan! I swear I'll never coexist with you!"
The brutal physical and emotional blows twisted Yu Xiaogang's already warped personality even further. His face contorted, his eyes filled with bloodshot veins.
With little Xiao Gang gone, his voice gradually became shrill as well, enough to make anyone listening break out in goosebumps.
"Teacher, are you all right?"
Tang San suddenly walked in. Seeing Yu Xiaogang burning with rage on the bed, he nearly laughed out loud.
"Do I look like someone who's all right?"
Yu Xiaogang glared at Tang San, resentment rising within him. As his disciple, Tang San had not stayed by his side to protect him. Did he even still see Yu Xiaogang as his teacher?
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Yu Xiaogang once again blamed Tang San, because a piece of trash with crippling inferiority would never attribute any failure to himself.
"Xiao San, why weren't you following your teacher? You were really that comfortable letting me take Yinchuan into the little forest alone?"
Faced with Yu Xiaogang's accusation, Tang San's vision went dark.
Follow you, my ass. When I warned you earlier, you insisted on showing off. Now that you got beaten up, you remember me? Why didn't they just beat you, you piece of trash, to death?
"Teacher, you