"I'm the most pitiful one, Teacher Zhao!"
Ma Hongjun raised a face smeared with tears and snot, his eyes full of despair.
"I... he even kicked my manhood apart!"
"For the rest of my life... I won't be a man anymore!"
"Waaah—You have to stand up for me!"
The moment those words came out, the air in the entire room froze.
Flender's face darkened like the bottom of a pot.
Zhao Wuji shuddered all over, and a violent wave of Soul Power erupted beyond his control.
"What did you say?!"
He looked down at Ma Hongjun, his eyes bloodshot, looking as though he wanted to eat someone alive.
A kick that cut off his descendants?
What kind of grudge, what kind of hatred was that?!
"Outrageous!"
Flender was beside himself with rage. He slapped the table beside him, and the solid wooden table instantly shattered into splinters.
"This is going too far! This is utterly intolerable!"
Only Yu Xiaogang retained a trace of rationality.
He walked over to Tang San and Xiao Wu's beds and carefully examined their injuries, his brows knitting tightly together.
To injure Tang San and Xiao Wu so badly, while also easily defeating Dai Mubai—
The other party's strength was absolutely no laughing matter.
He turned around, looked at the furious Zhao Wuji and Flender, and said in a low voice.
"If they're this strong, their background is probably formidable."
"This matter may not be easy to handle."
The moment Zhao Wuji heard that, his temper flared even hotter, veins bulging on his neck.
"Not easy to handle?"
He grabbed Ma Hongjun off his lap with one hand, casually tossed him aside, and roared.
"What the hell do you mean, not easy to handle?"
"My students were beaten into this state! One of them might never