"Y-YOUNG MASTER!!!!" The clan elders shouted in panic as they saw Denise being sent flying by Yuan's powerful kick. They were all horrified once again.
"Cough! Cough!" Denise coughed up blood, his internal organs damaged by the brutal blow. The pain in his abdomen was unbearable, preventing him from standing.
"Y-You bastard…" he growled weakly, struggling to lift himself with trembling arms.
"I thought you'd become a saint after getting beaten by me," Yuan said, his voice cold and furious as he stepped forward, "but much to my disappointment, you haven't changed at all."
Then—crunch! Yuan stepped on Denise's hand with force.
"AGGHHH!!" Denise cried out in agony, the sound of bones cracking echoing through the hallway. The elders winced, horrified, frozen in place.
None of them dared to stop Yuan. His sheer presence, his overwhelming aura—it made it impossible to intervene. They watched helplessly as Denise writhed and screamed on the ground.
