!There are so many pairs of eyes staring at me. Can you try touching me?

!”

"What the hell?

!You really dare to take action?

!”

"You two bitches, how could you beat me so hard?

Just wait for your infamy to last forever!"

"Ah, ah, don't fight! Are you really not afraid of the infamy?

By doing this, you are simply discrediting the Imperial Clan!"

"Pfft! Stop fighting. I'm vomiting blood and my internal organs are almost broken! I surrender. Isn't surrender okay?"

"Please...please don't hit me...Pfft...I was wrong...I really know I was wrong...Pfft..." "No, don't destroy my cultivation! I was wrong, I

Damn it, I really know my mistake! Lin Aotian, no no, Mr. Lin, Mr. Lin, Mr. Lin! If you let me go, just treat me like a fart, let me go! I am just a humble bitch, please let me go.

Give me a piece of shit’s life!”

"No! Don't, don't, don't, don't...ahhhh——!"

The attitude of the middle-aged man: from being tough at the beginning, to being unyielding even when defeated, to throwing in the towel, to being humble and begging for mercy like a dog, to finally passing out because his cultivation was ruined.

This series of attitude changes not only shattered the middle-aged man's pride and self-esteem.

It also shattered the last remaining illusion in the world! Stop using "Lin Chen's young age" as an excuse.
Chapter completed!