"Aaargh..."
The man in gray screamed incessantly, writhing on the ground in agony.
"Gu Shuo! How dare you commit such a violent act in public..."
The commoners who had been smashing up the port were thoroughly frightened by the scene.
Chopped off. He really chopped off both his hands.
"A violent act? The pot calling the kettle black. You've smashed this massive port to bits for no reason, and you have the nerve to talk about violence?" Gu Shuo lifted his foot and stomped on the man with the severed hands.
The man in gray trembled all over in pain. Pinned firmly underfoot, he had lost both hands, and his blood stained the ground.
"You're the one who exploited us, the people of Nanyuan, with your business! All the wealth you have now, you earned it from Nanyuan."
"That's all our blood and sweat! You built roads and restaurants for no other reason than to make money off of Nanyuan..."
