Since the yang fire above Long Daqiang's head represented the extent of his intelligence.
And since beating him could weaken this Earth Soul yang fire, I might as well test it.
I hesitated no longer and kicked Long Daqiang again.
Long Daqiang immediately burst into tears with a wail.
I followed up with another kick, carefully controlling the force of each one and not striking to kill.
Clutching his stomach, Long Daqiang began crying out:
"Ah! Ah! It hurts, it hurts.
I'm telling my dad. I'll tell my dad to beat you, beat you.
Waaah..."
His speech began to grow sluggish and childish. The green yang fire above his head gradually weakened, beginning to shift from green toward red.
Even stranger, I noticed a faint ghostly yin aura beginning to seep from Long Daqiang's body.
It was extremely faint. Without my level of cultivation, it might have gone unnoticed.
But I could see it clearly...
Ghostly yin aura?
I narrowed my eyes. I had never encountered such bizarre circumstances before.
I grew even more curious about what kind of method had been used on Long Daqiang...
I prepared to keep hitting him.
The others watched without moving or interrupting.
They could all sense the huge change in Long Daqiang, from being normal just moments ago to his current idiotic crying and tantrums.
But just then, a set of footsteps suddenly sounded from the stairwell.
As the footsteps approached, a middle-aged man in his fifties suddenly appeared at the stairway entrance.
He bore some resemblance to Long Daqiang, so he was likely Long Daqiang's father, Long Yifa.
He was shirtless, wearing only shorts and slippers.
The moment he appeared, he saw me beating Long Daqiang.
His face instantly twisted with rage:
"Stop! Who gave you permission to touch my son? Are