C656 Battle of Honor

Tung Zhenhao brought Tom over and handed the reins to me. He looked at me steadily and nodded. "Good luck, good luck!"

I took the reins and asked, "Is it done?"

Tung Zhenhao flipped his hand to show the center of his palm. There was a small disposable syringe in his palm, and the syringe was empty. He nodded and said, "Weighted it. This is a battle of honor