Chapter 493 Humiliation
"Hahaha!"
Sheng Anhe laughed arrogantly, extending his foot and looking down on Ren Zhenguo with a sense of superiority and pride.
What heroes? What righteousness? They all ended up kneeling before him, begging for mercy?
In this moment, he felt a sense of satisfaction and conquest filling his heart.
To trample a hero under his foot, how delightful!
Ren Zhenguo remained silent, kneeling on the ground and approaching.
He knew how twisted Sheng Anhe was. As long as he didn't satisfy this guy's demands, he would surely seek revenge relentlessly.
If it were only Sheng Anhe, it wouldn't matter. They could fight to the bitter end.
But Sheng Anhe had the immense backing of the Sheng Family, a massive aristocratic clan.
If he were to engage in an all-out conflict with Sheng Anhe, given Sheng Anhe's personality, he would undoubtedly seek the support of the Sheng Family to strike back against all of them.
At that time, all five of them would face dire consequences.
With these thoughts in mind, Ren Zhenguo clenched his teeth, tightened his fists, and felt a mixture of resentment and despair.
Why?
Why did it come to this, after all the dedication and bloodshed for the country?
Why did this second-generation rich kid, who did nothing, just pluck the fruits of his victory?
Was it really a case of might making right?
He had slain enemy war gods on the extraterritorial battlefield but didn't even receive a decent retirement pension. Now, when someone kindly gave him prosthetics, Sheng Anhe still wanted to take them away and make him kneel down and lick his shoes!
Humiliation!
Deep humiliation!
Anger!
Unparalleled anger!
Unwillingness!
A profound sense of unwillingness!
Ren Zhenguo gritted his teeth, feeling something surging within his chest. He wanted to roar in anger, to resist, to overturn all the injustices, and to deliver a hard slap to Sheng Anhe's face.
But he didn't dare. He couldn't.
Just the thought of the massive family standing behind Sheng Anhe filled him with deep despair, as if he were plunged into pitch darkness.
The Sheng Family was one of the five major vassal clans under the command of Sikong Great King, holding a high position and possessing deep heritage.
After Sikong Yun was crowned king, the Sheng Family would undoubtedly become one of the regional overlords, at least governing important cities in the southern provinces.
Such a colossal entity was beyond his ability to contend with.
Therefore, even though there were countless grievances, he didn't dare to act. He bit his lip, bent over, and swallowed all the grievances, anger, and resentment, kneeling on the ground and bowing forward.
He had made mistakes, one after another. It was because he had struck Sheng Anhe that Sheng Anhe targeted them like this.
But all of this had nothing to do with Old Two and the others.
Only by submitting, only by kneeling down, could he protect Old Two and the others.
Otherwise, all five of them would face a grim fate.
Sheng Anhe watched as Ren Zhenguo knelt at his feet, laughing heartily. He stepped on Ren Zhenguo's head and sneered, "Our hero Ren Zhenguo, weren't you mighty before? Constantly talking about justice and smacking my face."
"Why are you kneeling before me now? Hasn't anyone told you that you look like a dog?"
"Sheng Anhe, all of this is between you and me. I kneel down and lick your feet, hoping you spare Old Two and the others," Ren Zhenguo said in a deep voice.
"That's not a problem. Come on, start licking. Remember, you have to lick it clean. If there's even a speck of dust, I won't spare you," Sheng Anhe sneered, extending his shoe and even spitting on it, placing it in front of Ren Zhenguo.
Ren Zhenguo looked at the saliva on the shoe, gritted his teeth, and had an extremely unpleasant expression.
Sheng Anhe was clearly deliberately humiliating him!
But as he thought about enduring humiliation to save Old Two and the others, he clenched his teeth and bent over.
"Big Brother, no!" Old Two and the others witnessed the scene and were filled with fury. They rushed forward.
"Hold them down," Sheng Anhe uttered coldly.
Ten silver-armored soldiers immediately acted, fierce like wolves and tigers, overpowering Old Two, Old Three, and the others, rendering them immobile.
"Damn it, let go of me!"
Old Two, Old Three, and the others struggled fiercely, filled with anger and roaring uncontrollably.
They could not bear to see their Big Brother subjected to such humiliation!
Especially Old Five, he struggled and roared furiously like an angry lion, ready to fight those soldiers to the death.
"You damn well calm down!"
One silver-armored soldier restrained the most agitated Old Five and whispered in his ear, "Ren Zhenguo is saving you all. If you continue to act recklessly, all his sacrifices will be in vain."
"Humiliation, is it? Then endure it!"
"Open your eyes wide and see clearly what led you to this fulfill defeat!"
"The heritage built by several generations is focused in one person. How can small commoners like you fight against that?"
"Calm down, endure it! Otherwise, all of you will be finished!"
Hearing these words, Old Five and the others felt even more miserable. Their hearts ached as if torn apart.
After seeing Old Two and the others subdued, Sheng Anhe sneered, "Silver-armored soldiers, listen up. Until Ren Zhenguo has licked my shoes clean, if they make any unusual moves, treat it as rebellion and treason. Execute them immediately!"
Ren Zhenguo's expression changed drastically upon hearing this. He hurriedly said, "No! Sheng Anhe, I'll lick them. I'll do it now."
With that, he continued to bend down, lowering his proud head and leaning toward Sheng Anhe's shoe.
"Hahaha!! Ren Zhenguo, you really look like a dog now," Sheng Anhe laughed heartily, his arrogance overflowing.
Old Two, Old Five, and the others lowered their heads, tightened their fists, their teeth grinding into pieces. Their hearts were in pain, and tears of immense humiliation streamed down their faces.
They're unwilling!
But they're powerless.
In this moment, they deeply resented their own helplessness.
If only they possessed the strength to contend against the Sheng Family, their Big Brother would not have to endure such humiliation!
Just as Ren Zhenguo was about to lick Sheng Anhe's shoe, a cold voice came from the side. "Zhou Xinghe, take action!"
In the next second, a fight knife, as fast as lightning, appeared out of nowhere and struck Sheng Anhe's shoe, piercing it through along with his foot.
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