"Quite a tough guy!"
Chen Shouyi chuckled softly and rolled his neck. His cervical vertebrae cracked.
He slid his sword into its scabbard. A flash of savagery crossed his face as he grabbed the man by the face, ignored his struggles, hauled him bodily out of his seat, and slammed him hard onto the floor.
A dull thud rang out, and the entire floor trembled slightly.
Cao Weizhong let out a muffled groan. His eyes went blank from the impact, and pain surged through his body. It felt as though every bone had been smashed to pieces. Blood soon began to seep slowly through the gaps between Chen Shouyi's fingers.
"What's the point? The Savage God you worship is doomed. He can barely save himself. You're a smart man. You wouldn't make an unwise choice, would you?" Chen Shouyi said coldly.
Cao Weizhong glared at Chen Shouyi in fury, clutching the arm that covered his mouth and struggling with all his might.
Chen Shouyi watched him, his anger rising. He grabbed the man's head and slammed it against the floor again and again.
Bang...
The floor tiles cracked at once!
After just two blows, Cao Weizhong passed out cleanly. Blood slowly spread across the floor.
"Too weak. He's only a little stronger than an ordinary person."
Chen Shouyi looked at the unconscious Cao Weizhong, then slapped him twice to wake him up.
Cao Weizhong's face quickly swelled. Blood kept trickling from his mouth. He struggled to open one eye and glared at Chen Shouyi with venom, his voice as faint as a thread:
"You ignorant fool who has blasphemed against the gods. You'll never be reborn, not even in your next life."
Chen Shouyi's expression turned cold. He'd lost all patience for questioning him, so he grabbed the man's head