Chapter 61 - 61
But he did not make a sound. With his two eyeballs protruding out, his whole body was frozen like a stone statue.
Shen Qingqiu held his breath. Gurgling sounds could be heard from the Old Palace Master's throat and bloodshot veins crawled up his eyes.
But he could not move a single step.
Finally!
Hahahahahahahaha!
Was he so stupid and saintly that when beaten he would not fight back?!
Treating him like he's so weak he can't slap you back in the face while dragging another person?!
Qiu Haitang exclaimed, "What's wrong?"
She moved to draw her sword but Shen Qingqiu interrupted, "Lady Qiu, I advise that you do not draw your sword in vain—unless, of course, you want to end up like him."
Suspicious, Qiu Haitang spun around to face the Old Master and screamed.
Between the deep folds of his wrinkles, the Old Master's face was mottled with green pustules and contorted in unbearable pain.