Chapter 4132
F*ck!
Oliver could hardly contain his fury as he glared at Mona.
Mona would have never dared to act out that way in front of him had it been in the past. She took advantage of her strength in numbers to humiliate him completely.
Mona's face flashed coldly when Oliver remained unmoved. She stepped on Oliver's foot and said, "What's wrong? Why aren't you doing it? If you don't, I'll stab your other arm and then hack both your legs off."
Mona wielded the longsword in her hand as she spoke, ready to strike him at any moment.
Was she serious?
Oliver gulped. He said, "Alright, I'll do it, I'll do it!"
Then, Oliver raised his hand and slapped himself over and over again.
He slapped himself forcefully in an attempt to make Mona spare him. It was not long before half his face began to swell as blood trickled from the corner of his mouth.
Oliver tried his best not to look at Mona while he hit himself. He seemed obedient, yet internally he cursed Mona a million times.
"Mona..."
Oliver eventually ran out of strength. He stopped to look at Mona and asked carefully, 'Are you happy now? I'm done. Please forgive me, just this once."
Mona raised her foot, the ghost of a smile on her face. "Tsk, tsk, tsk. I guess you're pretty obedient. I guess I'm satisfied enough."
Mona sized Oliver up; iciness seeped through her exquisite features." Though it would be a great injustice to my sister if I just forgave you, wouldn't it?"
As she spoke her last word, Mona gripped her longsword tightly. She brought it down with a sharp swing and sliced Oliver's legs off. Blood painted the air immediately and drenched the ground like a downpour.
"Argh..." Oliver let out a blood-curdling shriek, his eyes growing red as the pain overtook him to the point of almost passing out.
"You... you sure are ruthless."
Oliver stared Mona dead in the eyes, his gaze ablaze with hatred. "Why did you have to do that? You said you'd spare me."
Oliver wanted nothing more than to kill Mona. He never thought that the stubborn, bratty Mona would go back on her word. She sliced his legs off even after she said she would spare him.
At Oliver's fury, Mona merely smirked. Her tone was filled with icy coldness. "Oliver, are you in the right mind? I said I'd spare your life, not your legs."
Mona's smile turned into a sneer. 'I'm showing you mercy by only taking your legs instead of your life. You might just survive that if you're lucky enough."
Then, Mona gathered the White Tiger warriors and left.
F*ck!
Oliver watched Mona disappear into the distance as anger and hatred flooded his senses.
He was already frustrated at being banished from the Demon tribe about half an hour ago. Then, he was humiliated by Mona and lost both his legs.
That was a hatred he would never be able to let go of.
Oliver swore angrily.
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