Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Six: Getting Things Done (II)

There is a temple fifteen miles west of the city, known as the Fox Immortal Temple.

Legend has it that there was once a fox immortal who protected the area, and the local people built this temple in his honor. But after the fox immortal disappeared, the temple fell into disrepair as the people who had witnessed its existence passed away. Now, it stood alone in the wilderness, rarely visited by anyone.

At that moment, children were tied up and dropped in a corner of the dilapidated temple, and Mi Bai was tied to a pole.

"Smack! Smack! Smack!"

With fierce, red eyes, Feng Dezheng lashed out with a water-soaked whip. Each lash left a wound where skin was ripped and flesh exposed on Mi Bai's body.

"How dare you run away?" he yelled.

"Smack!"

"You eat my food, live in my house, and then you shame me! I'll break your legs!" Feng Dezheng roared with harsh breaths. As a middle-aged man with no cultivation, he was already exhausted after a few dozen lashes.