Dark Moon Era

“Argh!!” Lionel grunted painfully.

Through the live telecast on the screen, the crowd clearly saw that Lionel’s thumb bent backward in a strange 90-degree angle. It was broken.

After spitting another mouthful of smoke out, Su Yao skipped the chatter and continued to flick his thumb at Lionel’s fingers. Accompanied by Lionel’s relentless painful growls, in less than a second, all five of Lionel’s fingers were bent 90 degrees backward in unusually neat order.

“Good. Now, even if you are a Purple Moon Warrior, I don’t think you can strangle my nephew anymore, can you?” Su Yao nodded in satisfaction.

Then, he pulled Lionel to his face and shouted all of a sudden, “I am asking you: so what if you are a Purple Moon Warrior?! So what if you are one of the Agnes family? Look at your hand now. Who else can you strangle?”

Lionel was physically shaken by Su Yao’s shouting. His brain swelled and he started to bleed from all seven of his apertures. He finally could not hold back his trembling. He knew that if the devil had the interest to ask such questions, it proved that the devil was not bored yet and would still torture him.

Sighing, Fei Long finally picked a suitable timing and intervened. “Su Yao, enough. Let Lionel go.” Even if he did not want to admit it, Su Yao’s action sparked joy and delight in his heart.

However, the internal structure of Safety Sector No. 17 had to be united and at peace. Any conflict must be contained.

After that, Fei Long turned around and told the other warriors, “The exam is over. Stop the live telecast.”

“Tsk.” Su Yao suddenly clicked his tongue in disdain as he looked in Fei Long’s direction and shouted, “Whosoever dares to cut the live telecast now, I will cut his neck and that’s not an empty threat.”

After his words subsided, Su Yao tilted his head toward Fei Long. “Should the public see what happens to him after he bullies my nephew?”

Fei Long had always maintained a low profile. Although he might seem a little unrestrained at times and spoke harshly, it did not affect him from laying low to the point that not all the Purple Moon Warriors of the Safety Sector knew him. All the other warriors knew was that Fei Long was the supreme leader of the Purple Moon.

So what? Laying low did not mean being weak. Throughout the entire Safety Sector, other than Su Yao, no one dared to speak to Fei Long this way.

Therefore, when Su Yao shouted angrily at Fei Long, the leader of the Purple Moon was stunned.

Was Su Yao going crazy and meant to fight him?

The live telecast continued. It seemed like Su Yao’s threat was more effective than his order.

A bitter chuckle later, he glanced over at the severed head of the Great Gaia Lizard and decided to stay out of this troublesome matter.

If it was a one-on-one battle, Su Yao was not his match, but the former was a crazy man, one who was useful to Safety Sector No. 17.

Therefore, the mad man had the right to vent his anger as long as it did not get too out of hand.

With that thought in mind, Fei Long kept quiet and turned around to Glory Hall. He would leave the troublesome matters to the folks in the high parliament.

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Fei Long’s decision to leave sent Lionel into despair. His eyes lost their spirit and he fell into a numbed state.

All he hoped for was to survive Su Yao’s wrath.

Su Yao was still just as calm. However, on this very day, he became the Demon God in the hearts of the people of Safety Sector No. 17 in an unbelievable way.

If he wanted the crowd to finish watching the torture, they would have to do so. Therefore, the torture carried on. All ten of Lionel’s fingers were broken followed by his palm, then his forearms, and both his arms.

Even though many disagreed with Lionel’s way, they feared Su Yao’s brutality more.

Was Su Yao trying to completely crush Lionel?

Tang Ling seemed uninterested to watch the revenge being exacted. He stepped back to the iron bars, leaned back, and fell asleep. The evening breeze made his black hair flutter. With his eyes shut, his delicate face emanated a sense of comfort.

Many people started to like this wonder kid, including Fei Long.

“You shouldn’t let Su Yao have his way.” The deputy speaker seemed a little morose since Su Yao had zero intention to stop his torture.

“It doesn’t matter. The folks from the Agnes family are coming soon. Su Yao is a smart person. Everything he did is just above the bottom line,” Fei Long drawled as his eyes landed on Tang Ling.

If this wonder kid could grow up smoothly, the rotten and boring Safety Sector No. 17 would welcome an interesting Purple Moon Warrior.

“Stop it.” Someone finally stepped up and halted the brutal torture as though to verify Fei Long’s opinion.

The one who stepped up was an elegant and charming young man with blonde hair. His clean white shirt carried the style of the 17th century of the old civilization. It reflected the evening glow and set off his handsome and kind looks.

All he did was frown slightly at Su Yao’s brutality. There was not the slightest bit of anger from him, and he still could smile warmly, albeit being one of the Agnes Family, Aber Agnes.

“You are a little late, aren’t you?” Su Yao looked at Aber, the movements from his hands finally stopping.

Lionel was a despicable piece of trash while Aber was the shining genius of the Agnes family. He was the brightest star of the First Reserved Camp ten years ago.

The strong had to be respected, and Su Yao did not intend to break the rules.

Hearing Su Yao’s question, Aber stopped walking and answered kindly, “But I’m still here.”

“He did despicable things to my nephew.” Su Yao tossed Lionel away. Even though he only crushed both his arms, Lionel did not have the courage to stand up. He lay down on the ground like a dead dog. Even Aber’s appearance did not spark his courage.

Unfortunately, Lionel was not a good influence though because he was a Purple Moon Warrior. He caused the image of a Purple Moon Warrior to plunge and shook the mentality of the normal citizens of Safety Sector No. 17.

“He paid the price.” Aber was a little grumpy, but no one knew whether it was because of Lionel or Su Yao. He frowned.

“So, can I consider this case closed?” Su Yao squinted his eyes as a dangerous gleam flashed in them.

Aber went silent for several seconds before answering, “Only this particular one.”

Su Yao chuckled. “Then, what about my nephew’s exam result?”

“He passed.” Aber sounded sincere. In fact, he also saw Tang Ling’s performance and was not stingy to provide recognition of a person’s strength.

“Then, what about the next exam?”

“That isn’t something us Agnes can meddle with. Everything has its own rules. Since he passed the first round, participating in the second is only natural,” Aber said calmly and the hints that were interweaved between his words were obvious.

“Very well.” Su Yao returned to his calm expression.

Aber then signaled, and several men came out from the crowd to take Lionel away.

Su Yao grinned as he grabbed Lionel, who was like a dead dog, up in front of the camera, as he said loudly, “Remember what happened to him, and remember that Tang Ling is under me. He can be punished, he can suffer and can even die in a battle, but no one and I mean no one can treat him with injustice because his fairness is from me, Su Yao. I might not be very powerful, but I am a mad dog that bites.”

Oh, he was a mad dog that bit for sure. Everyone remembered his words, but no one doubted his power.

A trace of gloominess flashed over Aber’s eyes, but he maintained his elegant smile and left.