"No matter how noble the status, what does it matter? Isn't it still reduced to a prisoner now?"
"You were so arrogant back then, now you know how miserable it is, don't you? Hahaha!"
"Speak up, beg your grandpa, and I might consider stopping the bleeding for you, how about that?"
The big man pulled the heavy iron hoop, looking smugly at him.
But the man acted as if he hadn't heard anything, staring straight ahead.
There was too much blood and dirt on his face, making it impossible to see his face or his expression, yet the aura around him was increasingly like a Bloodbath Demon.
The big man snorted coldly and swung his hand fiercely.
The massive, heavy iron hoop fell heavily onto his body, making a dull thud.
Ordinary flesh and blood would not withstand such a massive iron hoop, let alone someone who was clearly severely injured.
Yet the person remained silent, only casting a sinister glance at the big man who struck him.
