C211 After Saying That Let's Go!

"Cough, cough, cough..."

A bloodstained hand emerged from a crater shaped like a fallen body, and soon after, Xiao Leng clambered out. Yet, the figure that rose was a far cry from the distinguished presence of a top-tier sword cultivator. His clothing was in shreds, his face smeared with blood, looking more destitute than the most wretched beggar.

Fortune was on his side