Chen Huo stood there, utterly stunned. He never imagined, not even in death, that he would one day have someone spit in his face. On the Celestial Essence Continent, there was no concept of enduring humiliation by wiping the spit from one's own face. Even if there was, Chen Huo knew he couldn't do it. A furious rage surged up from the depths of his heart. He wanted to leap to his feet and fight this clerk to the death.
But just as Chen Huo was about to move, he discovered with horror that he couldn't speak, couldn't move his body, and even trying to shift his eyes seemed like an impossible luxury!
GURGLE… A rasping sound came from his throat, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently as if he was trying to say something, but not a single word would come out.
This feeling was worse than death!
