Vincent held Gao Chen's wrist in an iron grip, his eyes colder than winter frost.
"Wha—" Before Gao Chen could say anything.
SLAP
The sound echoed through the apartment like a gunshot. Gao Chen's head snapped to the side, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
"Worthless piece of shit," Vincent's voice was deadly quiet, each word dripping with contempt. "Sell your own daughters?"
SLAP
Another brutal strike sent Gao Chen staggering. A tooth flew from his mouth, clattering across the floor like dice.
"You call yourself a father?" Vincent's refined-stage strength behind each blow was devastating to a non-cultivator. "Scum like you still dare to breath the same air as me?"
SLAP. SLAP. SLAP.
Although Vincent was a designated villain by the fate of this world, he still has a moral bottom line and this kind of thing was far beneath even for him. He wasn't just angry that he tried to sell Olivia. Something in him wanted to wanted to end this man's pathetic existence.
