Pain!
Pain that pierces the marrow!
Pain that feels like the soul is about to perish into dust!
Tang Huajun couldn't find words to describe this inhuman agony.
He wanted to faint.
But he couldn't!
At this moment.
Even his soul seemed to be trembling!
To pass out, to die, was a luxury!
"I... I apologize!"
Tang Huajun was completely collapsing; he rolled on the ground, hands flailing, struggling with all his strength.
It took quite a while before he could finally manage to crawl back up.
He staggered, trying over and over again.
Eventually, he kneeled down, swaying unevenly.
"I... was wrong, I'm sorry!"
Tang Huajun, with a twisted face and chattering teeth, said to Xiao Feiyuan and the others below: "I... I'm not human! Please... spare me this time!"
After speaking, he thudded to the ground once more.
The terrible pain made every inch of his muscles tremble!
"Please... Lin Tian, ... spare me this time..."
