It wasn't just a surface injury. Yuan Shan could feel that every Profound Vein in his right arm had been shattered inch by inch by Ye Xuan's previous strike, completely crippling it.
"You crippled my right arm," Yuan Shan snarled through gritted teeth, his heart swelling with monstrous hatred.
What? Yuan Shan's right arm was crippled?
"So ruthless, so vicious." Shi San and the others trembled uncontrollably, their gazes a mixture of fear and horror as they stared at Ye Xuan. 'Thank God we didn't attack. This man... he's terrifying.'
Seeing the hatred in Yuan Shan's bloodshot eyes, Ye Xuan said indifferently, "Don't look at me like that. If I hadn't blocked your last attack, my right arm would have been the one that was crippled. All I did was what you planned to do to me. If you want to blame someone, blame yourself for failing to read the situation. Blame your own viciousness. If you had shown even a shred of mercy, I wouldn't have crippled your arm. This is all your own fault."
