Each of the burly man’s whipsnded with a loud crack; they could be heard from miles away. Jade


    laughed derisively at the sound and eximed, “He’s doing a great job!” Dustin had been so obnoxious


    the night before, crashing the Hummer Vi and ughtering their men. She had to make him pay for


    it!


    “Jade, you must’ve been exaggerating when you said this brat was hard to deal with.” The round–faced


    man


    snorted. “Look, he’s nothing more than a prisoner with his life in my hands.”


    “He’s an extremely powerful martial artist, just so you know. There were several people at the Hummer


    Vi


    “Ha. No matter how powerful he is, he’s only a martial artist. Do you think he’ll be able to withstand my


    troops? “The round–faced man looked contemptuous. “Over the years, the military’s captured plenty of


    martial artists renowned for their prowess. Still, haven’t they ultimately yielded to the military’s


    authority?”


    “I suppose you’re right.” Jade nodded. The martial world was separate from the government, but it


    wasn’t an


    organized entity. How could it go up against the authorities?


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    As they spoke, the burly man continued to whip Dustin. It cracked loudly, but Dustin didn’t bat an eye.


    Instead, the whip shattered from the force. “What the hell?” The burly man was dumbfounded. The


    steel whip had been specially forged and tested against des and mes to ensure it was basically


    unbreakable. Why had it shattered after being used to whip someone? Could Dustin possibly be forged


    from some precious metal?


    The burly man scrutinized Dustin, but it only added to his confusion. He’d already whipped Dustin at


    least a dozen times; any ordinary human would already be mutted, but Dustin looked perfectly fine.


    His clothes were in tatters, but there wasn’t the slightest sign of an injury. It was as if he hadn’t even


    been whipped.


    “What the fuck?” The burly man broke into a cold sweat. He’d done this for years, but this was his first


    time being in this situation.


    “What’s going on? Why has the whipping stopped?” The round–faced man finally stopped chit–chatting


    and


    noticed something was wrong.


    “S–sir the whip broke.” The burly man gulped.


    “Get another one, then! Don’t stop until you’re done with the 50 whips!” the round–faced man berated.


    “Yes, sir!” The burly man didn’t dare dy. He had someone bring him another steel whip before


    whipping Dustin again as if his life depended on it. After a while, the second whip shattered, just like


    the first had.


    “What in the “The burly man couldn’t believe his eyes. Shattering one whip could be described as a


    coincidence; shattering two was an ominous sign. He was starting to think there was something about


    Dustin that made him impossible to whip.


    “Why have you stopped again? Go on!” the round–faced man urged impatiently.


    “Sir, the whip broke again.” The burly man looked like he was in a dilemma.


    “What? How fucking useless can you be? I’ll do it myself!” the round–faced man spat. He ordered a


    soldier to bring him another steel whip before storming over to Dustin. He started whipping him without


    the slightest hesitance, but he’d only swung the whip a few times when it shattered.


    At this moment, Dustin, who’d been lying there with his eyes shut, opened his eyes and asked, “Are


    you done?


    If you are, can I get something to eat? I’m feeling a little hungry.”