Wang Qiang took a deep sniff, and indeed smelled a stench of urine. He slapped Xie Dong again, whose cheek was already nearly twisted from the beating. But he thought, even if his face gets swollen, it's still better than dying at the hands of Luo Chao, this killer god, right?
I endure, I endure! Xie Dong took a deep breath, while Wang Qiang scolded, "What a coward, you even wet your pants and soiled Teacher Shen's floor."
Wang Qiang ran to the toilet, fetched a mop, hurriedly cleaned the floor, and then walked out with the mop, saying, "Young Master Lu, Teacher Shen, I'll take this mop with me. I'll deliver a new one tomorrow. I won't disturb your rest any further."
Two thugs dragged Xie Dong downstairs, while Wang Qiang left after saying this, gently closing the door, and quickly followed them to the stairs.
