Chapter 980: The Deep-Calculating Old Fox

lungs. He held aloft a horn that was almost half his height. Puffing out his cheeks and widening his eyes, his dark face turned beet red as he blew with all his might, forcing every ounce of air from... a pig as each lash of the whip landed on his body."Father! Father! Don't hit! Please don't hit!"Seeing Zhao Taile's back and buttocks bloodied from his own beatings, screaming in agony, Zhao Xuanji's...