Currently, the trainees just wanted to ruthlessly torment Sikong Luo. Yet, even that didn't seem sufficient to quench their anger.
Just dangling it over their heads. Alive or dead. Couldn't he just tell them all at once?
A hundred and twenty-two pairs of eyes were fixed on Sikong Luo, awaiting his next words. They were also on high alert.
"Look at you all. Am I really that scary? Worth all this tension?" Sikong Luo was definitely doing this on purpose, aware of what these trainees wanted to know, yet still not telling them what they were going to do.
Upon hearing Sikong Luo's words, all trainees simultaneously expressed great disdain for him in their hearts.
He wasn't scary - he was just devoid of decency.
