Huo Ling'er Beats Up the Coward Yu Xiaogang, the Clown Master Is Beaten into Wailing Tears (1)

Then Shi Hao's gaze slowly fell upon Yu Xiaogang, who sat on the ground with terror written all over his face. He strolled over to Yu Xiaogang, looked down at him, and a trace of mockery flashed through his eyes. He gently patted Yu Xiaogang's close-cropped head as if petting a lapdog and said disdainfully, "As for you, you're a useless coward anyway, so you can just stay in the dungeon properly."

Yu Xiaogang's already terrified expression turned deathly pale. He widened his small eyes and stared at Shi Hao in disbelief, as though he had heard something horrifying. His body began to tremble involuntarily, making his tattered gray robe rustle.

"Ah, what? No, no, no..." Yu Xiaogang suddenly shrieked, his voice filled with despair and unwillingness. He had gone through countless hardships to escape that dungeon which terrified him, and those sunless days still seemed vivid in his mind. He could not accept being sent back to that dreadful place. To him, it was torture worse than death.

Yu Xiaogang looked utterly miserable at that moment. His close-cropped hair was a mess, his tattered gray robe was covered in dust and stains, and his small eyes were filled with fear and despair. He looked like a robber, but at that moment, he looked even more like a pitiful wretch abandoned by the world.

Yu Xiaogang could not accept this cruel reality. He glared with his dog-like eyes, and an inexplicable surge of courage rose in his heart as he turned to flee. Using all four limbs, he desperately crawled forward as though trying to escape the demon's control. Yet he was simply too slow, slow enough to make one feel sorry for him.

Watching Yu Xiaogang flee in such a sorry state, Shi Hao smiled faintly. He raised a