Chapter 63 - The Cost of Losing
Soon enough, the punisher, who looked about thirty years old and also wore black, arrived onto the scene.
Mo Ye tightly clenched both his fists. It wasn’t like he hadn’t been punished before, and so to him, a hundred beatings weren’t considered harsh nor light.
But he was currently injured internally, so he wasn’t sure if he could withstand it.
With a bitter smile, he glanced at the cold-faced person who stared out into the arena.
Forget it. After all is said and done, he couldn’t compare to how ruthless that woman was and he couldn’t have her.
The two men in black sent to carry out the punishment, kneeled before Liu Rushuang.
“At your service, milady!” They exclaimed with coarse voices.
“Carry out the punishment!” Cried Liu Rushuang In a chilling voice, after she shot a dull glance at the two of them
“Yes.” The punishers got up, then positioned themselves on either side of Mo Ye, and struck him with thick wooden sticks.
*Vomit*
*Slap! Slap! Slap!*
The punishers continued to mercilessly hit him, because if they relaxed a little, the punishment would only just be more serious.
As Ming Ye watched Mo Ye gradually succumb to the pain, he viciously shot Liu Rushuang a look. She was too wicked! After everything he’d done to take care of her in every way…
Mei Ye pursed his lips tightly. Milady was truly savage! He didn’t dare ever offend her anymore.
There was a trace of concern in Ling Ye’s eyes.
At eighty or so beatings, Mo Ye fainted and fell into the pool of blood on the floor around him.
Liu Rushuang stared at the person on the floor and coldly cried, “Continue.”
The punishers hesitated for a split-second, then continued to strike him violently. Splashes of blood from his body sprayed everywhere.
Mo Ye eyelids fluttered but no matter how he tried, he couldn’t wake up. All he could feel was severe pain in his back, which made it hard for him to breathe.
Eventually, the hundred beatings finally came to an end. Mo Ye’s fingers twitched for a moment, then he fainted again. He would never admit defeat to the woman he loves.
Liu Rushuang looked at Mo Ye and said, “Take him back and use the best medicine to treat his wounds.”
“Yes.” The punishers helped Mo Ye up and took him away.
Liu Rushuang got up and coldly but clearly spoke to the other three clan masters. “Is there anyone else who refuses to obey? You may step forward and challenge me. If you lose, you’ll have to accept the punishment!”