Chapter 907: Sword Tomb
“Tsk tsk… Broke down already?” A sick, crazed grin spread across Chen Qishang’s face when he heard Chen Cang’s screams. “Useless!”
“I was going to send you away tomorrow thinking that you have finally improved a little, but now? Now, I think you’re still lacking a little… fire. If you can’t even withstand this bit of pain, then you’re just going to bring shame to our Swordsgrave again. There’s no helping it, I guess I’ll just have to educate you some more.”
“What do you think? Aren’t you happy and excited?”
“Ahhhh… ahhhhhhh…” The only response Chen Qishang got was Chen Cang’s full-throated screams.
“You’re so happy that you can cry? Good, good! This senior brother promises to show you his best methods if only to meet your expectations and passion!” Cheng Qishang chirped excitedly while walking circles around Chen Cang.
A dozen or so breaths later, Chen Cang’s screams slowly died down. Judging from his unfocused eyes, it was clear that he was on the verge of falling unconscious.
It was at this moment Cheng Qishang flicked a pill into Chen Cang’s mouth. A tremendous amount of vitality immediately spread throughout his body.
Chen Cang regained his consciousness and started screaming at the top of his lungs again.
“Tsk tsk… I gotta say, your screams are some of the most wonderful music I’ve heard, junior brother. I just can’t get enough of it!”