C75 Ascetical

"You still in the mood for a drink?"

Old Cui seized the man's head with one hand.

With a slight exertion of force, Old Cui's fingers pierced the man's skull like lethal spikes, and white brain matter dripped down his fingers.

Ye Cann recognized the unfortunate brute—it was the same man who had earlier ridiculed Old Cui.

Old Cui's martial arts skills were formidable