Wu Shuhang was utterly frustrated by Charlie Wade’sments, yet at that moment, he found himself unable to even curse at Charlie, let alone seek revenge.


    Initially, he had been thrilled to witness the gradual reemergence of his left hand, marveling at what he considered an extraordinary miracle.


    However, he never anticipated that Charlie Wade would subject him to the agonizing experience of losing his hand yet again.


    What stung even more was the fact that Charlie’s method was far more brutal than that of the three elders.


    The three elders were his great-grandfathers, who, despite their actions, showed some degree of empathy toward the younger generation. They performed the procedure cleanly, with neatly arranged wounds, and most importantly, the pain was manageable.<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    In contrast, Charlie Wade was no great-grandfather; he offered no special consideration. The severing of Wu Shuhang’s right hand was executed with such force that it felt akin to being struck by an axe.


    Wu Shuhang found it particrly hard to swallow the fact that losing his right hand would have far-reaching consequencespared to losing his left.


    Being predominantly right-handed, he relied on that hand for nearly all precise tasks in his daily life. Losing his left hand would barely disrupt his routine, but losing his right meant he would have to relearn even basic actions, like using chopsticks, which would significantly affect his lifestyle.


    At that moment, his heart was filled with animosity toward Charlie Wade. He despised his cruelty and cunning, struggling toprehend how someone could be so malicious. In his quest to toy with him, Charlie had wasted invaluable resources!


    Noticing the murderous rage in Wu Shuhang’s eyes, Charlie smiled and warned, “I suggest you soften that stare. If you keep ring at me like that, I might just dig your eyes out. Remember, the only reason you’re still here is so Sara can observe the left-right exchange technique of your hands. Whether or not your eyes are intact doesn’t concern me.”


    Wu Shuhang trembled in fear, his expression shifting from that of a ferocious wolf to a pitiful, wronged dog.<fn0c3b> Latest content published on FιndNovel</fn0c3b>


    With tears welling in his eyes, he attempted to soften his gaze, hoping to appear less threatening.


    Seeing hispliance, Charlie smiled approvingly, then stepped on Wu Shuhang’s chest, sneering, “I hope this teaches you a lesson: there are no free lunches! Before you wish for something you don’t deserve, take a good look in the mirror and ask yourself if you’re worthy of it.”


    Wu Shuhang could only nod fervently, tears streaming down his face as he sobbed, “I don’t deserve it! I really don’t!”


    In that moment, he felt a deep sense of injustice and despair, wishing for Charlie, the tormentor, to leave so he could quickly report back to the Lord of Ennd.


    Satisfied that he had made his point, Charlie added, “Don’t forget what I instructed you to do. If I ask you to ry a message, you better do it, or next time, I’ll take your left hand instead.”


    With that, Charlie turned away, leaving Wu Shuhang behind.


    The Tiger Guards present didn’t notice Charlie’s departure, nor were they aware of Wu Shuhang’s dire state, as he had lost a significant amount of blood, leaving him pale as a ghost.


    When Charlie severed his right hand, he hadn’t stopped the bleeding, instead leaving a small amount of spiritual energy in Wu Shuhang’s body. This energy would save his life in an emergency, but it would only be enough for survival.


    Later, when Charlie met Li Yalin, Li couldn’t help but ask, “Mr. Wade, did you really give the Reshaping Pill to Wu Shuhang?”


    Charlie nodded with a grin, saying, “I did. He initially refused to take it, so I had to force it into his mouth. Once he saw his left hand gradually regenerating, he quicklyplied.”


    Li Yalin winced at the thought, sighing, “That guy is incredibly lucky.”