The kick was vicious. Chu Xuanzhi reeled backward and toppled to the ground, then rolled onto his side and spat out a mouthful of blood. Even so, he showed no anger.
Instead, he grinned brightly, utterly unconcerned. "You little brat, that was one hell of a kick. You nearly kicked your big brother to death."
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Chu Xuanzhi fell silent again.
Chu Tianyin loathed that look on Chu Xuanzhi's face. All these years, he had constantly wondered whether Chu Xuanzhi had gone to hell after dying, whether he had been reincarnated as a beast.
Yet here he was, alive and well. The sight made Chu Tianyin feel as sick as if he had swallowed a fly, mixed with a trace of something even he could not explain.
"Tie him up!"
He could not give him any chance to escape. Given even the slightest opening, he would slip away right under his nose.
Chu Tianyin's normally gentle expression turned ferocious. Though his subordinates did not understand exactly what had happened between the two men, they obediently set to work.
Once Chu Xuanzhi was bound, Chu Tianyin fetched a whip from the torture chamber and, without a word, lashed him viciously. The blows tore his flesh open and sent blood flying, as though this were the only way to quell the hatred in his heart.
Someone like him did not deserve to live in this world.
He did not deserve to live!
Chu Tianyin whipped him until his eyes were bloodshot, only stopping when the man beneath his whip ceased to move.
Then he signaled for a servant to check whether Chu Xuanzhi was still breathing. Though he had avoided his vital areas, accidents could still happen.
The servant bent down and held a