After a good twenty minutes.
Richard, who had been waiting for a long while at the edge of the grassland, finally saw Moli and her party walking out of the grass.
It was clear that Moli's group looked a bit disheveled, with varying degrees of clothing damage and some purple-red welts on their exposed skin, as if they had been whipped. The most pitiful one was Hulk, whose clothes were so tattered that he looked like a beggar, with his left shoulder swollen several centimeters high and his neck tilted slightly.
However, this was not the worst of it.
Once they walked out of the grass, the first thing Moli did was swing her arm and give Hulk a hard slap.
"Smack!"
With a crisp sound, a slap mark immediately appeared on Hulk's right cheek, the five fingers distinct.
The others, seeing this, didn't feel sorry for Hulk at all; instead, they still felt unsatisfied.
