The man in the white robe was already beaten beyond recognition, spitting blood with every word, unable to speak.
"You've been beaten into a pig's face already, and if I keep hitting you, you'll die...I really don't want to kill you, so please, could you just say something?" Ye Chen grabbed the man's robe and shook it.
"Okay."
Being beaten had frightened the man in the white robe, no longer acting haughty, he spat out a mouthful of blood and weakly spoke to Ye Chen.
"I beat you up; are you convinced?" Ye Chen asked.
"Convinced!" The man obediently responded.
"I told you earlier, if you can help it, try not to make a fuss, did you get that?" Ye Chen asked again.
"Got it!" The man in the white robe kept spitting blood, forced to say such words, feeling like he was about to die.
"Hmm, your performance is not bad, you are indeed teachable!" Ye Chen said, satisfied.
The man in the white robe almost cried, was this a way to teach someone?
