The middle-aged man acted as if he were abusing a stray dog by the roadside.
Hongyan Xun looked miserable, her disheveled hair matted with blood.
Mo Lin was puzzled. How could a dignified level four Ghost-Controlling Master end up like this?
Hongyan Xun was not just anybody.
She was a level four Ghost-Controlling Master.
With such strength, even if she couldn't win, she could still escape.
Unless she encountered someone like Mo Lin.
But such a situation was almost impossible!
After all, no one could, like Mo Lin, achieve a Yin Department position while still alive.
When Hongyan Xun looked up and saw Mo Lin, her body trembled slightly.
Her eyes instantly became red.
Despite the previous abuse, she hadn't begged for mercy.
When the middle-aged man stabbed her skin with a knife, she gritted her teeth and didn't make a sound of pain.
When the middle-aged man whipped her with an iron whip, rendering her numb, she didn't utter a sound.
