"Enough?"
Hearing Xu Taiping's words, Wutu Ba stopped the fist he had been about to smash into Xiao Yu and turned to look at Xu Taiping with icy eyes.
That slap from Xiao Yu just now had truly enraged him.
So when he heard Xu Taiping speak up to stop him, his fury immediately spilled over onto him.
"You're telling me that's enough?"
With a cold expression, Wutu Ba asked Xu Taiping again for confirmation.
In his eyes, a refugee from the Ningyuan Kingdom could tell him that was enough, but Helian Su, a fellow man of Guifang, could not.
"Yes, I said that's enough."
Xu Taiping nodded calmly.
"Do you pity this refugee from the Ningyuan Kingdom?"
Wutu Ba's gaze grew colder still as he looked at Xu Taiping.
"Pity?"
Xu Taiping smiled faintly, then shook his head and said:
"You hate him and want to kill him, but I refuse to let you have your way. I refuse to let you kill him."
After hearing the undisguised hostility directed at him in Xu Taiping's words, Wutu Ba's gaze instead grew considerably calmer.
"Hmph."
Wutu Ba gave a cold laugh and turned back to Xiao Yu.
By now, Xiao Yu's entire head had been smashed into the dirt. His aura had grown extremely weak, and his life force was rapidly draining away.
"Don't be impatient. Once I've killed him, I can take my time playing with you."
As he spoke, he raised his arm again, clenched his fist, and aimed at Xiao Yu's head.
"Crack, crack..."
Just as the fluctuations of Wutu Ba's aura spread outward again and he prepared to end Xiao Yu's life with a punch, several crisp cracking sounds suddenly rang through the great hall, making Wutu Ba pull back his fist once more.
"Helian Su,