Cauliflower Prodigal Son's face turned the color of pig liver!
This was going too far. It was all because he lacked the ability to escape Lord King of Hell's grasp. He had never tried it, nor did he dare attempt it lightly.
"Your servant... will roll, then."
Then, under everyone's watchful eyes, Cauliflower Prodigal Son lost all his temper and truly began rolling across the ground, rolling straight out the front doors without a shred of dignity or spirit left in him.
The corners of everyone's mouths twitched violently. They wanted to roll away too!
"Ah-ha."
"Hahaha."
Several bursts of laughter rang out in such a solemn setting. Needless to say, they had come from the three little ones.
Especially Little one, who had been told by Long Yanran that she was laughing like a pig.
The moment Zhou Xiaolang imagined himself rolling out of here, he knew he would lose all face. He clenched both fists in fury.
Heh!
He was overthinking it. Not everyone had the right to roll away.
For example—
"I'll roll..."
A man who had once slandered Ling Yun now rolled across the ground all the way to the entrance. Just as he was about to leave—
Pfft!
He suddenly clutched his heart, his mouth full of blood!
"Too Supreme... you... how vicious."
At the end, he turned around and pointed at Ling Yun before collapsing in agony. His internal organs had all been shattered by Ling Yun's invisible power.
Perhaps he had wanted to say: I already rolled. Why did I still have to die?
"Did I tell you to roll?"
Ling Yun's tone was calm, yet it carried murderous intent.
Everyone sucked in a cold breath. Their lives and deaths were being toyed with in Lord King of Hell's hands. This...
Cauliflower Prodigal