If anyone could really shove Zu Liming into the carriage frame with a single push, that would have been absolutely impossible.
At the very least, no one present was capable of that.
But he had been willing to do it himself, even staggering theatrically. The sight made everyone burst into laughter.
The Master who had just been so formidable, even an aberration capable of transforming, now looked so pathetic before them. Naturally, they felt delighted deep down, as though bullying him would show off their own strength.
Everyone stood by and mocked him. No one stepped forward to help him up. After they had laughed enough, they turned and continued on their way, though their conversation now contained even more ridicule.
If not for the family elder needing this man, they might have stopped right there to give this fellow a proper tormenting. They might not have been able to defeat his previous transformed state, but bullying a prisoner now was no problem.
The person assigned to guard him shouted, "Get up and keep moving!"
He even lashed Zu Liming, who was sprawled on the ground, with the horsewhip in his hand!
The fellow held a horsewhip braided from cowhide, exceptionally tough. One crack of it immediately tore open the flesh on Zu Liming's back!
"Ah!" Zu Liming cried out in pain. Although his True Essence had recovered and he could have protected himself with it, he did not use it.
If he had, he could have avoided injury, but it would have exposed the fact that his strength had returned. The man wielding the whip was also a Martial Artist, not blind.
So he took that whip hard. A massive wound immediately appeared across his back, and he used the blow to collapse onto the ground.
Seeing Zu Liming