Monarch Night

Excuse me, Ninth Brother, what do you think?

But Dongfang Sansan insists on this!

Everyone is being tormented beyond endurance.

And the Silver Wolf couple is even more tragically devastated; they now regret so much that their intestines are swollen.

Never seen wolves tormented like this.

Hundreds of people came to fight us hand-to-hand, each one fierce, especially the first twenty, making them feel threatened.

Some of them almost twisted the Silver Wolf King’s toe. Now the couple’s swollen eye sockets are surrounded by dense fist marks, and their bodies... even more numerous.

Screaming in pain every day. Although they received the order not to harm or kill themselves, it really hurt!

Each one fights like their life depends on it.

The Silver Wolf King’s cultivation battle power has doubled in just a few days. But for them, they’d rather retreat one fold than continue this beating.

Others can rest after getting beaten, but we keep getting beaten, not even resting at night, beaten nonstop for twelve hours a day.

Each time they are about to break, that black-hearted guy smiles and uses the desired Immortal Pill to console them— yes, the once-friendly and harmless Dongfang Sansan in the Silver Wolf King’s mouth, has now become the ’black-hearted guy’.

Three days and nights, except for mealtime, give two Elixir Pills, rest for one hour!

And mealtime is restricted!

Damn, among the wicked bosses of this world, none exploit like Dongfang Sansan.

Fortunately, he’s exploiting naive wolves now, if he exploited humans like this, even Xue Fuxiao would’ve rebelled long ago!

Not daring to kill, but putting Dongfang Sansan in a sack and beating him up is hardly surprising.

The guests are finally all here.

Dongfang Sansan finally walks in, greeted by a room full of resentful stares; and... except for Xue Fuxiao, Ning Xuejian, and a dozen others, everyone else looks pale—beaten by Silver Wolves!

"Why are you all looking at me like that?" Dongfang Sansan walks in smiling: "Sit down, your cultivation has improved well recently, you all look pretty spirited."

Everyone looks bleak.

We all feel like crying, where do you see our spirits lifted?

"Ninth Brother..."

Ning Xuejian speaks: "Where did you find these two laborers? It’s so damn... damn..."

Damn for ages, couldn’t finish.

Really indescribable.

Not afraid of getting beaten wolves, first time seeing this in life.

"Labor" is voted by all as a name for the Silver Wolf couple. Really admirable, damn half a month without these two creatures sleeping, constantly lively in combat training.

Such obedient and dedicated wolves, with high combat power, not discussing Ninth Brother’s inhumane exploiting methods, but his persuading skills are seriously admirable.

Persuading humans is one thing, but persuading wolves to forget sleep and food, truly breathtaking.

Dongfang Sansan quickly shifted the blame: "It’s Xue Fuxiao who brought them, specifically you need to ask him."

Instantly, five hundred resentful and angry gazes pierced Xue Fuxiao’s face like arrows.

Regardless, with Ninth Brother, we must maintain restraint, politeness, and respect, but you, damn Xue Fuxiao, brought this stuff to torment us?

Xue Fuxiao was instantly dumbfounded: "Wasn’t it you who arranged this?"

"Before I arranged it, I didn’t know such strong wolves existed in this world," Dongfang Sansan asks: "Have you heard of them?"

A unified shake of heads.

Indeed haven’t heard.

"Even in dreams, haven’t dreamt of it." Yu Tianqi says.

"Even in dreams, haven’t dreamt of it." Everyone echoes.

Yu Tianqi sarcastic: "Really hard for Lord Xue to bring such ferocious wolves for us to wrestle, this grace and this favor, we must repay in this lifetime!"

Everyone sarcastically echoes: "Really hard for Lord Xue to bring such ferocious wolves for us to wrestle, this grace and this favor, we must repay in this lifetime!"

Xue Fuxiao was petrified.

What did I do to suddenly become All enemies?

Really All enemies, originally those from My True Sect were enemies, now these guys also won’t let me off easily.

"Brothers, this isn’t my idea," Xue Fuxiao defends with a pale face.

"Hehe."

Everyone says in unison.

Everyone knows this situation is clearly Dongfang Sansan’s idea, but there’s no way to retaliate.

But Xue Fuxiao is different, he’s someone to retaliate against.

Since Ninth lord’s side can’t be moved, need to find a punching bag right? Other than Xue Fuxiao, who else? Rarely, he carries these huge black pots across a messily long journey, anyhow must continue to let him carry them!

Otherwise, wouldn’t our suffering be in vain?

Xue Fuxiao tries to defend again, but Dongfang Sansan already speaks: "Alright, looking at you all, like you’ve suffered major grievance, hasn’t your strength improved? Besides, do you truly think Little Xue fears your threat? A few days ago he even said he’d collectively train you all... Sit down for a meal, it’s indeed rare to have a gathering."