Yue Gongnu was completely unable to comprehend what Stairway to Heaven intended, and said coldly:
"Filthy."
Dao Dai'er chuckled: "Exquisite, naturally exquisite!"
He glanced back at Yuegong Hui in the corner of the cell. His smile faded, transforming into an expression devoid of sadness or joy, and asked indifferently:
"What does the Hall Order Lord think of Dai'er's mastery of the zither?"
At that moment, the boomerang fired down the corridor of the cell finally pierced ruthlessly into his brow.
Yuegong Hui's body trembled violently, as he instantly understood Stairway to Heaven's intentions.
He flailed madly, trying to raise his weakened body, caring nothing for his dignity. With his backside jutting out, he dropped to his knees, banging his head repeatedly on the ground until it bled, and wailed miserably:
"Spare me!"
"Spare me!"
"Hallmaster Dao, please, spare me, I'm begging you, let me go—I was wrong..."
Yue Gongnu froze.
