Seeing this, Yue Yan shook his head, as if he was unsatisfied with the damage he had done. He then proceeded to stomp on Xie Qian Qiu’s fingers one by one, patiently breaking his bones as he said coldly, “Cry out, cry out as much as you like! Cry out louder, right, just like that. Actually, you can cry out louder. Cry out as if you are really in pain! If you could try to sound like a pig on the way to its slaughterhouse, that would be perfect!”
Yue Yu was afraid that Yue Yang would kill Xie Qian Qiu. Although she completely hated Xie Qian Qiu that trash, killing him would cause a war between the Yue Clan and the Xie Clan.
She didn’t want her clan to get a strong enemy that would fight them to the death because of her own matters.
Seeing Yue Yang raising up his blade, she immediately shouted out, “Don’t kill him! This kind of trash is not worth it for you to kill…”