The disciple paused for a moment.
The Sever Gold Sect senior brother frowned, "And then?"
The disciple sneaked a glance at the Sever Gold Sect senior brother and whispered, "Then, it was just like with you..."
The Sever Gold Sect senior brother froze slightly, "What do you mean, just like me?"
"Stripped of their clothes, painted with turtles, and hung on a tree..."
These words, like sharp swords, pierced straight through his mental defenses.
The Sever Gold Sect senior brother's blood surged instantly. He slammed the table in front of him, shattering it into pieces, and then began trembling with rage.
What a monstrous humiliation!
This was the most humiliating experience he had ever suffered in his entire life!
What made it even harder to accept was that the ones who subjected him to this humiliation were just a group of Foundation Establishment Middle Stage disciples—far inferior in seniority and cultivation compared to him.
