Every word Saint Lord Taichu said now was practically perverse. As long as he wanted to chop someone up, he could easily cut them into seven or eight pieces.
The reason Saint Lord Taichu wore that expression was because he had already seen through his opponent.
This fellow was the kind of person who would not shed tears until he saw the coffin.
Long Fei still had one last Night Pearl hidden in his pocket. Under Saint Lord Taichu's repeated interrogation, he could only take it out. Long Fei said to Saint Lord Taichu, "I'll hand it over to you, all right? Great Master, could you please be a little gentler with me, brother?"
"At first, I was still a relatively whole person, but the longer this went on, the more helpless you made me. Now, my body is starting to become incomplete!"
"Forget all the various disabilities—I don't even know whether I'll be able to live normally from now on. So let me ask you, why do you enjoy messing with people's heads so much, brother?"
"If I spoke nicely to you, do you think you'd listen? What exactly have your eyes been staring at this whole time?"
"Some people simply need a beating. If you don't beat them, they won't behave. Give them one hit, and they'll obediently listen to you. We call that asking for it!"
"If you had honestly handed over all three Night Pearls from the start, would I have treated you like this? I definitely would have spoken nicely to you!"
Just as Saint Lord Taichu was about to swallow the third Night Pearl, he discovered a very serious problem.
The little brat before him suddenly rushed forward again, knocked the Night Pearl away, and smashed it against the floor. Once or twice might