Five minutes later, Zhao Huatai and Zhang Hongyu were both on the ground, their heads hanging as tears poured down their faces. Two teardrops fell from Zhao Huatai’s eyes. He had never felt humiliation on this scale. He had had a majorly successful life and never would have thought he could suffer this way. 

Xiang Ning was in good spirits now, his Fury Points breaking the ten thousand mark. He was rich! And very satisfied. The system even rewarded him with a little pill that fully recovered one’s strength without any side effects as a reward for his first time accumulating ten thousand points. 

Of course, that only referred to physical strength, not injuries. If medicine could instantly heal injuries, it would be sold at a sky-high price—or perhaps be priceless—and would only end up hurting many more lives. Human greed knew no limits. 

He looked at the trembling mercenaries, who instantly panicked. If they had to endure the same humiliation as the ringleaders, they would choose death...