Dog Number Two
Shen Wuxiao pulled Yun Zhiyi by the hand and immediately arrived before the barely breathing Ruan Zhou.
Fourth Brother was holding Ruan Zhou up like a lump of rotten flesh.
The group took their positions and faced the camera.
Tiger Soul took two steps back and said, "Look over here, look over here. One, two, three... cheese!"
Shen Wuxiao beamed, while Yun Zhiyi nestled against his chest with a sweet smile.
Her slender jade hand rested beside her cheek as she flashed a V-sign.
Xu Teng and the others stood behind them, all raising their middle fingers at the camera.
"Click!"
The photograph was taken.
"Bring that old bastard over too. Take another one!" Shen Wuxiao pointed at the Chu Family's steward.
He too had become a pile of mush.
Another group photo was taken.
Once the photos were done, they were sent straight to Qin Heng.
After finishing everything, Shen Wuxiao took an iron hook and forcibly drove it through Ruan Zhou's collarbone.
Locked tight!
"You're Zhiyi's senior brother, so I'll show respect to our elder and spare your life. From today onward, you are the Shen Family's Wang Zai Xiao Ming Number Two."
"I only chopped off your feet and severed your meridians. You can still live."
"From now on, crawl when you move around. When you call for someone, just bark."
As he spoke, Shen Wuxiao tugged the chain, lifting Ruan Zhou slightly.
When he dropped back down, he braced himself on his hands, his knees striking the ground.
"Shen Wuxiao, you devil! Kill me!" Ruan Zhou had never imagined Shen Wuxiao could be so vicious.
Killing with words.
Torture of body and soul.
"I won't!" Shen Wuxiao chuckled. "Tomorrow, we're going to the Immeasurable Sect. I'll lead you there on a leash."
"Remember