Wen Shengbao's nerves are very sensitive now, and any slight provocation is unbearable for him. Hou Jingtian's words are agitating him, making Wen Shengbao feel ready to burst.
He swung an iron rod wildly at Hou Jingtian's body, but Hou Jingtian clenched his teeth and said nothing. Eventually, he spat out a mouthful of blood, but his face still bore the same insolent expression.
"Second brother, I didn't expect that after just a few days away from us, you've lost your strength." Hou Jingtian taunted as he watched Wen Shengbao panting.
"Fifth brother, you should just shut up." Zheng Feixiong shouted from the side.
Hou Jingtian completely ignored Zheng Feixiong and continued to mock Wen Shengbao.
"Alright, alright. Hou Jingtian, since you want to die, I can't be blamed." Wen Shengbao said and then struck Hou Jingtian again with force.
Hou Jingtian finally couldn't take it and passed out.
