Kneel Down and Slap Yourself One Thousand Times, the Humiliation of Yu Xiaogang

Upon hearing these words from Yu Xiaogang, a meaningful smile appeared on Liu Yuan's face.

He truly hadn't expected Yu Xiaogang to be such a coward, so seeing him in such a terrified state, he couldn't help but feel the urge to toy with him.

After all, Yu Xiaogang had caused him no small amount of hatred; to simply end his life with one strike of the blade would be letting him off far too easily.

Liu Yuan decided that he needed to humiliate him properly first.

Making him fall from heaven to hell once more—that would be truly satisfying.

"Oh? Are you telling the truth?"

With that thought in mind, Liu Yuan spoke to Yu Xiaogang with a smile.

The moment Yu Xiaogang heard this, he thought there was a chance to survive, and a surge of hope instantly flooded his heart.

He replied to Liu Yuan repeatedly, "That's right! I am telling the truth. As long as you are willing to spare me, I will do anything you ask!"

A strange curve appeared at the corner of Liu Yuan's mouth as he added:

"In that case, kneel right here and slap yourself one thousand times."

"Five hundred on the left, five hundred on the right, exactly one thousand in total."

"While you slap, you must cycle through these three phrases: I am a lowly wretch, it is my fault, I deserve to die."

"Start cycling slowly; once you finish the thousand slaps, I will let you go."

"How about it?"

Liu Yuan said this to Yu Xiaogang with a beaming smile, placing his scythe right in front of Yu Xiaogang as he spoke, filled with a threatening air.

Yu Xiaogang was stunned on the spot after hearing these words from Liu Yuan.

To be humiliated like this, to kneel and slap himself, and to curse himself on top of that—

If word of this were to get out, he, Yu Xiaogang, would certainly be finished.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a deep sense of reluctance.

"Don't worry, there are witnesses here. Look, aren't there two women over there? With them as your witnesses, you don't have to worry about me going back on my word."

"Or are you saying that what you just said was a joke? Compared to this, would you rather die?"

Liu Yuan sneered, lifting the scythe with one hand, his demeanor instantly turning murderous.

Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang was startled and frightened on the spot.

He dared not hesitate any longer and hurriedly replied to Liu Yuan, "I'll start right now! Don't do it! Don't do it! I will do exactly as you say."

Only then did Liu Yuan cast a meaningful glance at Yu Xiaogang and cease his movements.

Seeing this, Yu Xiaogang dared not pause for even a second; he hurriedly knelt on the ground as Liu Yuan had instructed, slapping his own face hard, one blow after another, while muttering continuously.

"I am a lowly wretch."

"It is my fault."

"I deserve to die."

"I am a lowly wretch."

"It is my fault."

"I deserve to die."

He droned on, cycling through these phrases, feeling an immense sense of humiliation in his heart with every word he uttered.

And the most fatal part was that there were two women watching from the side.

If it were only Liu Yuan and Yu Xiaogang present, then Yu Xiaogang's loss of face would at most be limited to Liu Yuan.

But now, those two women were present, and since Yu Xiaogang was a regular here, he was quite familiar with them.

Yet here he was, acting so base and lowly in front of them, which pushed Yu Xiaogang's sense of humiliation to its absolute limit.

Even so, he had no other choice.

After all, Liu Yuan had already made it clear: do it or die, say it or die.

Although Yu Xiaogang felt his current behavior was incredibly shameful, he cared more about his own life than such disgrace.

And so, he completely abandoned all sense of dignity.

Not only did he curse himself frantically, but he also struck his own cheeks with great force, slap after slap, the sound of "thwack, thwack, thwack" echoing out as his cheeks turned bright red.

The two women watched Yu Xiaogang in this state, their lips twitching uncontrollably.

They gained an entirely new perspective on Yu Xiaogang's character.

"So he's just a spineless coward."

"How truly disappointing."

"Indeed, what a disgrace."

"To think he would do something like this just to save his own skin."

"Tsk, tsk, tsk. I really misjudged him."

The two women whispered their criticisms.

Back when they had first befriended Yu Xiaogang, he had constantly boasted to them about his own supposedly heroic and glorious deeds.

After hearing those stories so many times, even these two women had started to believe him, once thinking that Yu Xiaogang was truly as impressive as he claimed to be.

But looking at him now, wasn't he just a spineless, cowardly piece of trash?

Because of this, their gazes were filled with disdain as they looked at Yu Xiaogang once more.

As for Liu Yuan.

At this moment, Liu Yuan was treating Yu Xiaogang entirely like a monkey being put on display.

Watching Yu Xiaogang curse him with such vigor, and then strike himself with such force, Liu Yuan almost couldn't hold back his laughter.

He really wanted to just reply to Yu Xiaogang, "Huh? I was just joking earlier!"

He wondered if Yu Xiaogang would be angered to death on the spot if he said that.

Of course, Liu Yuan was in no rush to respond to Yu Xiaogang.

His mood hadn't quite reached the right level yet.

Liu Yuan wanted him to continue feeling the humiliation and keep striking himself.

He would wait until Yu Xiaogang finally finished the task and came to ask him.

Then, he would toy with him properly.

That would surely be enough to make him die of rage.

So, for now, Liu Yuan watched Yu Xiaogang with an amused expression.

He was already thoroughly enjoying himself on the inside.

But he didn't say a word, just watching Yu Xiaogang perform to his heart's content like a monkey.

As for Yu Xiaogang, he could only continue to strike himself.

He slapped his own face hard, one blow after another. Because Liu Yuan was watching from the side, he didn't dare to hold back at all. Even though he was the one hitting himself, Yu Xiaogang used extreme force, slap after slap, until his head was buzzing and he had nearly slapped his own mouth crooked.

He continued to curse himself aloud, his heart filled with humiliation as the insults rang out. He never expected that he, Yu Xiaogang, would one day be humiliated to such an extent.

But he had no choice but to suppress this humiliation deep down.

Because he knew very well that, as he was now, he had no ability to seek revenge on Liu Yuan.

Therefore, he could only choose to swallow his pride.

Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west! Do not bully a man in his middle age!

Yu Xiaogang roared frantically in his mind.

Don't let me survive this!

You dog!

Otherwise, I will definitely make you regret this!

I will seek my revenge, I will kill you a hundred times, and I will make you suffer every bit of torture and humiliation!

All of this is your own doing!

Just you wait!