Shao Huo was inherently a person of deep cunning, only formerly suppressed and struck down. Now, with the backing of Lin Zifeng, that fierce determination within him had invisibly begun to flourish.
Finally, amidst Shao Huo's impassioned and soaring words, someone started to gather the courage to step in front of the gangster, picking up a brick from the ground and slowly approaching.
Not only was the gangster terrified, but so were his underlings, alarmed by the scene that unfolded before them.
"Smash it down!" Shao Huo pointed at the gangster's arm pinned underfoot, demanding that the student bring the brick down.
"I, I'm wrong, isn't that enough? Lord Shao, Lord Shao, I know I've erred, please spare me, I will never come to harass you again, please let me go," the gangster began crying and begging for mercy, but Shao Huo's cold face remained unmoved.
He had killed before, so what was crippling a hand in comparison?
