CRACK.
BANG.
A body flew through the air like discarded garbage.
CRASH.
Another inner disciple crashed headfirst into a training dummy, snapping it in half.
"W-Wait! We can talk—ARGHHH!"
"PLEASE! WE WERE JUST FOLLOWING ORDERS!"
"MY LEGS! WHERE ARE MY LEGS—oh, wait, they're still here."
"SPARE ME! I HAVE A WIFE—NO, WAIT, I'M STILL SINGLE—BUT I WANT ONE EVENTUALLY!"
The entire courtyard shook with the whisper of regret. The highest among them was peak Nascent Soul Realm.
And yet—
Su Xiaobai dismantled them like a butcher prepping meat for the market.
The ground cracked, bodies tumbled, teeth scattered, and dignity was permanently erased
The place was filled with dust, despair, and the sound of future cripples lamenting their poor life choices.
Hu Jiao'er's eyebrow twitched. Then, her face turned pale. She had already promised him a golden sandwich.
And this?
This was not a man who forgot rewards.
Her gaze snapped to Hu Mei'er.
