C220 Injury
Zhang Yong was currently dressed in ragged clothes, and his entire body was covered in mud and grass. His colorful face had a dazed look in it, and he was swaying on his feet, holding onto his peach wood sword as he kneeled on the ground, looking like a man who could do nothing at all. This caused me to be both happy and touched at the same time.
I knew that my smile was too disloyal