Taotie stomped a top-tier mercenary trying to get up back into the muddy water.
"You little rabbit, still trying to run?"
Taotie asked with a vicious grin on his face.
"Grandpa, spare me, I surrender."
The top-tier mercenary, with a flattering smile, begged Taotie for mercy.
The way he looked was extremely disgusting.
Just like the traitorous middle-parted hair of a traitor from years past.
Taotie raised an eyebrow: "Little stupid?"
"Yes, yes!"
"Grandpa has a keen eye for people."
The top-tier mercenary nodded repeatedly to flatter Taotie.
Taotie sneered, "People?"
"Do you even deserve to be called people?"
As he spoke, Taotie applied more pressure.
He pushed the top-tier mercenary's face back into the muddy water, making him swallow a few mouthfuls of naturally aromatic, rich mud-water, a precious resource gifted by nature.
"Cough cough..."
The top-tier mercenary choked and coughed continuously.
