Chai Pengfei was already bound and gagged, rolling on the ground from the furious kicks of Yang Yixuan, letting out muffled groans of pain as he tried to evade Yang Yixuan's relentless assault.
Yin Shuangshuang, upon seeing the wretched state of these common people, understood why Yang Yixuan was so angry; it wasn't only Yang Yixuan, even she felt anger welling up inside her.
However, seeing Yang Yixuan about to kick Chai Pengfei to death, Yin Shuangshuang stepped forward to stop him: "Lord Yang, don't kill him. He still has his uses; there will come a time when he must atone for his sins."
Yang Yixuan halted his foot poised to kick Chai Pengfei, turning to Yin Shuangshuang, his face still marked with anger: "Mr. Yin, you don't know what atrocities this group of beasts has inflicted on the common people!
It's truly tragic! When I arrived, I found a pit with corpses outside the gold mine, containing both old and new remains.
