"My hand! Ah..." Ye Wuyou was terrified, continuously screaming.
"Wuyou!" The Family Head of the Ye family hurried over in a panic.
Coldly watching the severed arm of the screaming Ye Wuyou, Feng Wuchen said expressionlessly, "There are two reasons why I didn't kill you. First, you're not worthy of dying by my hand. Second, I disdain killing you. Killing a useless waste like you would only dirty my hands."
Ye Wuyou looked at Feng Wuchen in terror, not daring to speak a single word. Even when Feng Wuchen publicly humiliated him, Ye Wuyou didn't dare to utter half a word.
In this situation, Ye Wuyou dared not offend Feng Wuchen again; otherwise, he feared for his life.
"Thank you, Young Master Chen, for sparing him! Thank you, Young Master Chen, for sparing him!" The Family Head of the Ye family bowed in gratitude, finally feeling relieved.
Losing an arm is better than losing a life.
