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"Okay, that's enough," Soong Yang declared.

Upon hearing this, Brother Dabi hastened to instruct his men to clear out. By then, Zhang Wentao and his group were a mess of bruises and footprints.

"Do you still feel like hitting me?" Soong Yang asked.

Zhang Wentao quickly shook his head, his face a portrait of misery. The beating had left his once handsome features swollen and discolored