C277 (1/2)
”Bam!”
”Bam!”
”…”
”…”
The staff kept hitting him again and again. If he was weak, he would lose his life.
Lian Fu's pair of jade-like eyes were bulging. His eyeballs were filled with red veins. The veins on his forehead were pulsating. The fingers holding the bench were worn out to the point that traces of blood seeped out.
Zhou Chengdi sat in the hall and listened to the sounds coming from the staff, but he couldn't hear any sound from the young man. A meaningful smile appeared on his face as he said, ”He's quite strong.”
”Stop!” He only heard Feng Degui's shrill voice, and then a sentence came from outside the hall. ”Your majesty, the thirty boards have already been completed.”
”Come in.” He wanted to see how long this young master of the Lian family would be able to hold on for.
The couplet on the bench, after thirty strokes, had lost all color in his face. He was as pale as paper, soaked with blood and sweat. His beautiful face was beaded with sweat, his jade-like hair stuck to his face, and his lips quivered uncontrollably.
Gritting his teeth, he moved down from the bench and walked forward, enduring the pain.
However, because his body hadn't gotten used to the pain yet, he staggered and almost fell to the ground.
He held on to the bench for a moment, then he moved his body and walked step by step into the Hall of Rongyuan. With every step he took, cold sweat dripped down his back.
He had to save Lian Ruyue, he couldn't let her be burned to death, he couldn't let her suffer even a little bit of damage.
When he entered the hall, he clenched his teeth, knelt on one knee, and said, ”Your majesty, we've finished with the thirty boards.”
Seeing how strong Lian Lian Fang was, a trace of surprise flashed through Zhou Chengdi's eyes. It was quite rare to see a descendant from such a noble family.
He looked at the person below him with a serious expression, but did not have the intention of waking him up. He said, ”Eleven said he wanted to tell me a secret. Is that yours?”
Lian Meng replied, ”Yes.” His eyes were calm.
”Why do you want me to listen to your secret?” Zhou Chengdi asked.
”I want to use this secret to exchange for my sister's life.” He raised his head and looked at the emperor in front of him. His clear eyes were pure and flawless, like the stars or the sea. They possessed an indescribable power.
Zhou Cheng Di's heart skipped a beat. He looked more closely at the technique, but his voice was even colder. ”Why should I listen to your secret?”
”Your majesty understands when you hear it.” Zhang Xuan said.
Zhou Cheng Di stared at the youth in front of him for a long time. Finally, he said, ”Tell me, if your secret is unable to move me, then I'll have you walk out of here and fight another thirty heads against another thirty.”