Thriving in the Beast World

The attitude of Xi’en greatly infuriated St. Ya.

"What is this attitude? What right do you have to question me?"

She conjured up a long whip covered in thorns with a wave of her hand, whipping it forcefully on Xi’en’s body, leaving a scar that was neither shallow nor deep.

Xi’en’s body shivered slightly, and he let out a low groan. However, he still held his back straight.

He had long grown accustomed to the spontaneous violence of St. Ya.

"Amu hasn’t told me why Alu left."

Xi’en seemed indifferent to the pain, looking at St. Ya with a cold expression.

But his response was met with two cracking whips.