The two guards could not help snickering. "Waiting in line for an audience at the Papal Palace? I've never heard of anyone having their Pope Token confiscated."
"If yours was confiscated, that proves it was a fake. You deserved to be punished."
Qin Yuan had foreseen that Yu Xiaogang might come to see Bibi Dong and try to trip him up.
That was why he had deliberately mentioned the Pope Token to Tian Chen. Once its design changed and the tide went out, wouldn't Yu Xiaogang be exposed as the one swimming naked?
That calculated move had finally paid off today.
The two guards had orders to make Yu Xiaogang suffer, so naturally, they were not about to leave it at that.
The punishment rods struck Yu Xiaogang, drawing screams like those of a pig being slaughtered.
The city's residents came over at the sound. Seeing Yu Xiaogang's miserable state, they began murmuring among themselves.
At that moment, the guard captain stepped forward and said, "This old bastard is named Yu Xiaogang, the son of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan's patriarch. He could have sought an audience with His Holiness the Pope through official channels, but he refused. Instead, he insisted on bringing a forged Pope Token to Papal Mountain to swindle food and drink."
"Yesterday, we warned him through our actions, but he still refused to mend his ways."
"Today, before all these citizens, we'll show him the consequences of impersonating an elder to enter Papal Mountain!"
The punishment rods fell again and again, sending pain through Yu Xiaogang that tore at his heart and lungs.
Of course, Bibi Dong had no intention of having him beaten to death, and the guards kept their blows measured.
Yu Xiaogang would not be crippled by this, but there was no