Translator: Aran

  The guards once again lifted their whips maliciously.

  At this time, suddenly another guard came rushing in. He came in front of Ding Kaixuan, clasping his hands together. He said, “Master, outside the entrance a youth is asking to see you…”


  “Youth? What youth?” Ding Kaixuan impatiently waved his hand. “Tell him to scram, your master I doesn’t have the mood to see some assorted trash.”


  The guard hesitated for a moment. “Master, this youth is a ..