Chen Yang's lips curled into a playful smile as he said, "You old bastard, now let me give you a taste." With that, he slightly moved his fingers.
The next moment.
The eerie old man was horrified to see himself slowly raising his hand, then his fingers slowly approaching his own eyes.
"No..."
The eerie old man knew what would happen next, his eyes showing extreme fear, he shouted in panic, "Southern Emperor, no, spare me, spare me... Ah! It hurts, my eyes!"
The eerie old man loudly begged for mercy as his fingers slowly but firmly inserted into his own eyes, forcibly gouging out a blood-soaked eyeball.
"Ah..."
The eerie old man let out a piercing scream, the sound hardly human.
And this was just the beginning!
Chen Yang was furious with him for controlling Yang Jing, causing a fratricidal conflict between them, so naturally, he showed no mercy. Next, the eerie old man's hand rose again, starting to tear at his own mouth savagely.
