975 Realisation In The Cage

    Within the iron cage the size of a small room, there were eleven vicious looking strong men, some squatting, some standing. They were bare-armed and only wore a pair of shorts each. Their muscles on their arms and abdomen were well defined and there were multiple scars on their bodies. They looked like bloodthirsty demons, and at this point in time, they were staring at him in an unfriendly manner.

    Ning Lang who was screaming and shouting scrambled to a corner and watched them warily when he realised that something was amiss.

    The strong man who was sitting in the middle, raised his chin and signalled. The ten men on either side of him stood up scrunching up their fists and twisting their necks from side to side as they approached.

    "You, what are you going to do?" Ning Lang retreated but found that there was nowhere else for him to go.

    "What are we going to do? Now that you're in here, of course you need to learn the rules." One of them snorted coldly.

    Two of them stepped forwards and caught hold of Ning Lang's shoulders on each side, twisting his arms behind his back and pushing him backwards.

    "Don't mess around. I have money, I can give you money." He said quickly.

    "Money? Hahaha, what a joke. What do we need money for?" The man laughed loudly and punched Ning Lang in the abdomen brutally. He leaned in close to his ears and said: "LIttle Fatty, let your grandpa teach you a lesson. Money is useless to us here. Don't you know that? The strongest person is the boss of the cage."


    After speaking, another fist landed on Ning Lang. He was beating Ning Lang up as if he were a sandbag. Each punch was strong and dark, the sound of banging and Ning Lang's cries sounded through the cage and spread to the surroundings.

    These sort of situations were much too common here and no one took any notice. They just watched the show. Besides, it wasn't them getting beat up.

    "Ah.... stop hitting me..."

    His face was flushed and blood oozed out of the corners of his mouth. Because he was pushed against the iron cage, there were also some bruises on his face. He screwed up into a ball from the pain. The people in here were either Great Spirit Masters or Martial Masters, or Foundation cultivators. He currently had no spiritual energy, and even if he did, he wouldn't have been able to take on so many people by himself!

    In the past, no matter where he was, no one had dared to beat him up. Today, he was captured and brought here to be sold, he was even beaten up. He was angry and aggrieved.

    It was the first time since he had left home that he realised, with no bodyguards protecting him, his own strength was not enough to protect himself. It was as those people had said, money was of no use to them while they were locked in here. For the first time in his life, his heart sank.

    He cowered on the ground and covered his head. He clenched his teeth and didn't beg for mercy.

    Feng Jiu was watching secretly in the dark, she saw him holding his head like a little beast cowering on the ground. She saw the anger and aggrieve in his eyes, and the confusion that emerged.

    She didn't show herself or stop it because the beating only caused minor injuries, it wasn't fatal. She wanted to teach him a lesson, and to make him aware and understand why he was in his current predicament.

    Rather than asking others for help in the face of death, and putting his fate in other's hands, it was better for him to realise that it was always only him that would be able to save himself.
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