Hearing the man's miserable wails, Lu Yu's eyes were full of contempt and a cold sneer as he spoke in an icy tone, "So? How was it? Did that little experience just now feel爽 enough?"
"That feeling of your palm being fried and roasted in oil, just thinking about it is enough to make your scalp tingle!"
At this point Lu Yu's words were full of teasing and mockery; as he stared at the man in front of him, every word dripped with playfulness and disdain.
"Lu Yu!"
Hearing Lu Yu's words, the man's whole body trembled from the pain. He stared at Lu Yu in front of him, gritting his teeth as he said, "Don't get cocky. Don't forget, you're on Naihe Island right now, on the turf of the Shadow Luo Organization! You're nowhere near a match for the Organization. You're dead the moment you set foot here!"
As he spoke, the man's eyes were brimming with killing intent; he stared at Lu Yu in front of him, trying his best to act tough.
"Is that so?"
