At this moment, He Xingteng’s once-handsome face was scarcely recognizable. Bright red handprints covered his cheeks, and blood was even trickling from the corner of his mouth.
"Ah!" He Xingteng let out a miserable scream.
It took him quite a while to finally recover from the pain and numbness. Feeling the burning pain on his face and the mocking, derisive gazes of the crowd around him, He Xingteng felt a degree of humiliation so intense that he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
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