"We submit!"
"We really submit, Young Master, please show mercy!"
The bruised and swollen Yu Qingfeng knelt on the ground, nodding continuously. He was completely devoid of dignity, a far cry from his previous celestial demeanor.
Luo Xiu looked at him with a smirk, nodding in satisfaction. "They say a child can be taught, but it turns out an old man can be taught as well."
That was how it was in the Cultivation World. Everything was determined by strength. When you had strength, you could oppress others; but when you were weaker, others would oppress you.
As for this riffraff from the Upper Realm who bullied the weak and feared the strong, devoid of all humanity, Luo Xiu naturally didn't see them as people. If they weren't still of some use, they would all be corpses by now.
In the silence, Luo Xiu stretched out his foot and hooked Yao Yi's chin with his toe, lifting his face.
