Qin Yi's body was submerged in the icy water, his hands bound by the Binding Divine Chain, his head slightly drooped, face deathly pale without a trace of blood.
Above the pool, several figures glared down at him viciously.
Wei Tianlai and others arrived.
"Kid, how does it feel?"
"Insignificant clown, this is the consequence of causing a ruckus in my Xuantian Royal Family."
"I bet this kid regrets it so much his guts are turning blue now."
Wei Tianlai and the others stared at the pitiful and tragic Qin Yi, mocking him to their hearts' content.
Wei Tianlai's old face was expressionless, but his eyes were filled with ferocity, "Pull the kid up, let those people below show him a good time, we must not waste the human punching bag the old Emperor presented us."
"Splash...!"
The iron chain tightened, and the two winches beside pulled Qin Yi out of the water.
Bloodied water streamed down Qin Yi's body.
