Chen Yingba hadn't finished speaking when he saw Xia Hong flick his right hand towards him, his nerves instantly tensed up, and he instinctively dodged to the side.
Swish...
But before his body could move, a sharp whistling sound had already penetrated his mind.
A sharp pain came from his ear, he quickly reached up to touch it, noticing that his ear cartilage had been pierced, and a wave of anger surged from deep within his eyes, but fearing Xia Hong would notice, he quickly lowered his head.
"Did I tell you to speak? Stop trying to be clever!"
Xia Hong glanced at the downcast Chen Yingba, a glint of killing intent flashed briefly in his eyes.
An expert of the Cold Resistance Level, likely the third-in-command of the Hive Camp, Chen Yingba must have been arrogant and overbearing usually. Being fiercely humiliated like this, how resentful he must be in his heart, there's no need to guess.
