C383

"Let's go," Luo Xingchen said as he shrugged his shoulders and stretched his muscles. He had a smile on his face and his gaze was sharp.

"Master Luo, how are your injuries?"

Mu Lingyan asked in concern and doubt.

"Hehe, it is enough to deal with some small fries!" Luo Xingchen leisurely smiled while carrying the Black Wheel Blade