Everything is ready, just missing the final push.
Su Yue lay on a hospital bed in the best hospital of West City, smiling a bit foolishly.
No choice.
Beaten black and blue by Li Duozhi, although the injuries weren't severe, external wounds were inevitable, his facial features slightly deformed.
Li Duozhi is not stupid.
He might have guessed something, so now when he fights Su Yue, his strategy mixes in regular beatings.
Before, Su Yue would just end up coughing up blood.
But now, Li Duozhi focuses on making Su Yue look shameful, specifically aiming for the face.
Although Su Yue's realm barrier continually breaks, his personal image indeed somewhat collapses.
But it's not important.
Take one more beating tomorrow, and I'll succeed completely.
"Maybe I should wear a helmet tomorrow, he always targets my face, better not ruin my looks."
Su Yue pondered while lying on the bed.
As for injuries, Su Yue has money now, he bought the best pills, and his recovery is swift.
