A Chain of Humiliation

Lan Xiang lay sprawled on the floor, his body trembling, his spirit crushed, and his cultivation destroyed. 

He coughed up blood, his gaze filled with rage and hatred as he glared at Feng Chen.

"Y-You'll regret this, Feng Chen!" 

Lan Xiang spat, his voice hoarse but laced with venom. 

"You think this ends here? The Lan Clan will never let this go! Hahaha… You, your clan, and your entire bloodline will suffer for what you've done! You'll—"

Lan Xiang's curses continued, his words growing more incoherent as blood dribbled from his lips.

Of course, Feng Chen wasn't interested in listening to some dialogue of a small villain.

Feng Chen turned to Elder Wei. 

"Bring me a sturdy rope."

Elder Wei nodded and quickly issued the order. 

Within moments, the servants brought thick ropes to the hall.

"Bind them!" 

Feng Chen commanded coldly, pointing to the defeated Lan Clan cultivators.