Tears mixed with blood streamed down Song A'san's face as he glared at Yin Rongen's smug expression. He spat out another mouthful of blood.
"Hahaha…" Yin Rongen reveled in Song A'san's powerlessness, his grin growing wider. "Why didn't you just follow my command and hunt down the remaining members of the Lin Gang? Why did you have to return? If you return, you risk losing your life, and I lose a useful hound. Even my entertainment in bed will be diminished."
Yin Rongen clicked his tongue, eyeing Song A'san, who was wavering yet still throwing punches at him. A glint of pity appeared in his eyes.
"Because I'm merciful, I'll grant you a quick death!" Yin Rongen declared through gritted teeth. Power exploded from his hands. His palms, mighty as mountains and seas, hurtled towards Song A'san.
"Poison sea three-part palm!"
Boom!