Two hundred Teng Whips, even a Green Realm master enduring it would be half-dead.
Who is Mu Qingge? Just a useless person. Not to mention the Green Realm, not even the lowest Red Realm, yet dares to boast about enduring two hundred Teng Whips?
Is he crazy!
Or is he trying to retreat by advancing, to provoke mercy from the old general?
For a moment, the crowd speculated wildly about Mu Ge’s intentions.
The gazes directed at the high platform were full of disdain, ridicule, doubt, and indifference.
Even Mu Xiong’s expression was unreadable, seemingly contemplating whether to stop Mu Qingge’s madness.
Qin Jinhao’s eyes were even more obscure, unclear what he was thinking. The Mu Qingge he knew shouldn’t be like this.
"Hit!" The Teng Whip had yet to fall, and Mu Ge looked impatiently at the enforcer.
Under her sharp gaze, the enforcer felt no resistance, lifting the Teng Whip high and swinging it hard onto Mu Ge’s straight back.
Snap——!
"Mm."
The whip’s sound drowned out Mu Ge’s muffled groan through clenched teeth.
As the whip fell, Mu Ge’s new clothes tore instantly, and blood seeped out.
All around, there was a dead silence.
Every gaze transformed into shock.
Mu Xiong’s conflicted brow suddenly smoothed, and his clenched fists loosened. Yet, the hidden concern in his eyes closely monitored Mu Ge’s situation.
Afraid he wouldn’t hold out.

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