A shred of broken flesh was still attached to this nail, and crimson blood kept dripping from it, splattering on the ground like tiny spots of blood-red plum blossoms, displaying an aura of eeriness.
At this moment, the young man's body was trembling violently. He looked at Lu Yu before him, his eyes filled with despondency and astonishment. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but couldn't utter a word.
His limbs had already been shattered by Lu Yu with a wrench, with pain seeping deep into his bones, and now the act of forcefully ripping off his nail was agonizing beyond belief.
The intense pain constantly throbbed at his fingertips, tugging at his nerves, completely silencing him.
Despite being voiceless, the young man's eyes revealed strands of fear and shock, never having imagined that Lu Yu's methods could be so ruthless!
"Who sent you?"
