C380 There Was a Pain in Ninth Master's Eyes That Couldn't be Removed

Gone was the usual calm and composed demeanor, along with the image of a distinguished gentleman. Huo Yinyao, consumed by a mix of madness and determination, clenched his fists and pounded them against the hard ice.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

After several blows, his hands were a bloody mess, with crimson, sticky blood dripping down his knuckles. It was a shocking sight