"Snort... snort..."
Another shrill, resounding wail came from Wu Xiao's pig snout, which was caked in mud!
The sound carried indescribable despair and humiliation, making it especially chilling in the empty back mountain!
An absurd farce with immense visual impact had officially begun on this patch of prime feng shui land...
"Ding!"
"Detected that the host successfully backstabbed Wu Xiao, allowing the Child of Destiny to deeply experience the despair of rising to the challenge. Villain Points +6666!"
"Ding!"
"The host successfully humiliated Child of Destiny Wu Xiao. Villain Points +1000!"
The open ground at the Liu Family Ancestral Grave had fallen into an eerie silence.
As they watched Bai Ye, whose expression had completely spiraled out of control, put on an impromptu performance atop a grave mound—
Every direct descendant of the Liu Family present, along with the elite bodyguards in black suits, was dumbfounded!
Their jaws dropped in unison, and their eyes nearly popped out of their sockets!
No one had expected the White Family's eldest direct-line grandson, a man bearing the title of one of the Imperial Capital's Four Young Masters, to put on such a heaven-shaking, ghost-weeping spectacle in such a solemn setting!
Just seconds ago, Bai Ye had still been slapping that wild boar demon across the face with imposing momentum.
How had things taken such a sharp turn in the blink of an eye, into something so grotesque that the entire screen needed to be censored?
Could it be that the rumors secretly circulating among the Imperial Capital's upper-class circles were true...
That Young Master Bai really did have some hidden mental illness lurking in his brain?
More than ten well-trained Liu Family bodyguards looked at one another.
They saw undisguised horror and bewilderment in each other's trembling eyes.
The night wind swept