The Lycan King's Fate Calling novel Chapter 1175

Crystal's POV:

When the pink-masked clown heard this, she kicked the boy beside her hard, making him roll on the ground.

"Madam, I'm sorry. Please don't kick me. I will fracture my hand," the boy sobbed and begged for mercy.

"It will be better if it is broken. Anyway, your hands are useless. You eat with your mouth not your hands," the pink-masked clown shrieked and cursed, completely ignoring the fact that the boy was a person. She tortured him badly.

"I won't do it again. I know I made a mistake. Please spare me. I will die without my arms." The boy tried to protect his bleeding head with his hands, crying bitterly.

"Knowing your mistake is useless now. If it weren't for your carelessness, we wouldn't have lost such a profitable tool! Do you know how difficult it is to create this product? It's rare to successfully manage to raise twins from three years of age in a narrow vase with only their heads exposed. Hardly anyone succeeds. It took us over a decade to produce a pair as perfect as them, and you ruined them!" the pink -masked clown cursed and kicked the boy, who begged for mercy as blood began to stream down his face.

The other clowns cheered on from the sidelines, goading the boy to roll further away.

"It hurts. Please stop kicking me. Please! I'll work harder on my performances in the future and make up for it," the boy sobbed, desperately trying to shield himself inside his ball to avoid the kicks.

I was enraged and wanted to rush out to stop them. However, Rufus held me back and shook his head, gesturing for me to calm down.

I inhaled deeply, trying to get a handle on my emotions. It dawned on me that Rufus and I weren't enough to save everyone right now. Our priority was to find Arron. Children who landed up in this place because of these clowns' deviousness usually would end up in a bad situation.