Outside the wall, Tang San witnessed everything, his entire body trembling violently.
Fear, like an invisible hand, tightly gripped his heart and nearly suffocated him.
He knew he would be next.
Run!
That was the only thought in his mind.
He no longer cared about his father, the Clear Sky Sect, or Shrek.
Using both hands and feet, he turned and fled like a stray dog, desperate to escape this slaughterhouse that made even his soul tremble.
However, he had barely crawled two steps.
A Blue Silver Grass blade with golden patterns, emerging from the ground, gently wrapped around his ankle.
"No—!"
Tang San let out a desperate scream.
The next second, a tremendous force pulled him.
He was dragged backward in an utterly wretched posture and hauled directly into the Beast Arena surrounded by the Blue Silver Grass Wall.
Bang!
He was thrown heavily at Ah Yin's feet, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Ah Yin slowly, slowly lowered her head.
Looking at the filthy soul occupying her child's body, she actually revealed an incomparably "kind" smile.
That smile was so gentle it seemed ready to drip with water.
"My good son."
Her voice became exceptionally soft as well, like a mother whispering to her child.
"Your father still owes six thousand three hundred and ninety-nine cuts."
"Once he has repaid them, it will immediately be your turn."
"Not a single cut will be missing."
Boom!
Those gentle words exploded in Tang San's mind like Nine Heavens Divine Thunder.
His final psychological defense collapsed completely at that moment.
"Waaah—!"
Like a real child, he burst into loud, miserable sobs.
Snot and tears covered his face, while his body shook like a sieve.
"No... it wasn't me! It really wasn't me!"
"Please, spare me! I'm not Tang San! I don't