"Ling Chen."
Zhou Jun called out as he and Song Ge helped Ling Chen to his feet. Looking at Ling Chen, who was spitting blood and pale as a sheet, Zhou Jun turned his head back and glared fiercely at the executioner, saying sternly, "He's on his last legs. I need to take him for treatment."
"The punishment isn't over; how can it just end like this?" Song Yi spoke up from the crowd.
Zhou Jun snorted coldly: "If we continue, he'll nearly be beaten to death." As he spoke, Zhou Jun looked at his grandfather, calling out in dissatisfaction, "Old man, do you really want to kill him?"
Zhou Qi waved his hand and said, "Take him away."
Hearing this, Song Ge quickly lifted Ling Chen and hurried toward the room.
With the punishment over, the onlookers on the training ground also gradually dispersed. Song Yi shook his head and returned alone to the Yangxin Pavilion to report the situation to Huang Zheng.
...
"It hurts... it hurts, gently, gently..."
