Chapter 460: Angry
Malaya coughed, gasping for breath, but there didn’t seem to be nearly enough oxygen for her. Theron could hear it—the problem wasn’t a panic attack, but that her lungs were filling up with water and mucus.
She was in a state where she was already on the verge of dying.
How many days had it been? Did she even get the chance to spend time with her family before she was kidnapped again?
The thoughts came to Theron’s mind before he could stop them, and he found himself actually feeling...
Angry.
What was wrong with these people? Could they not tell that he didn’t care? Did they just get off on harming and humiliating the weak? Was that all their strong cultivation amounted to? Was that what their foundations were built on?
CLANG.
Theron’s arms tensed around the chains that bound him, a spark of pain ripping through him. But that didn’t stop the land they were attached to from trembling.
Malaya happened to be near one of them and looked up toward it. However, she couldn’t seem to focus on it at all.
That was when Theron noticed an odd green tinge in the whites of her eyes, while her irises themselves were paler than they should be.