Cry out, go on, cry out!
Chu Huaixu thought it would be pleasing to hear.
But this demeanor and words made the youth in the water feel like his senior brother was mocking him.
"Is this truly how insignificant I am in my senior brother's eyes?" He lowered his eyelids slightly, teeth clenched, his heart filled with indignation.
That rebellious adolescent defiance was thoroughly ignited.
He no longer even uttered a muffled groan of pain, his whole body trembling with agony, yet he suffered silently, feeling as if he were being cut by a thousand blades.
"Oh! Still quite stubborn!" Chu Huaixu thought to himself.
Actually, he himself was also a stubborn person, otherwise he wouldn't always be wrestling with the Refining Sword Formulas.
The same couldn't be said for Han Shuangjiang, who lived next door.
Now, it was effectively three stubborn people living together.
