Xu Cunxiao rolled on the ground, wailing so miserably that everyone present turned pale with fright, wishing they could cover their ears to block out the chilling screams. For the screaming brought back memories of their own past pains, memories they were reluctant to even recall.
Wang Tian'an, however, wore a cold smirk on his face. He relished seeing the fear he inspired in these people. The more they feared him, the easier it was for him to control them. Therefore, now, whenever someone did something wrong or failed at a task, he would punish them like this in front of everybody. This way, no one dared to err or fail!
Wang Tian'an's howl lasted about a minute before stopping, but for Xu Cunxiao it felt as long as a century. As Wang Tian'an's howling ceased, Xu Cunxiao also gradually stopped rolling, laying limp and drained on the ground, claw marks covered his body and his mouth was torn to shreds, looking utterly wretched.
