C42 He is also a friend and foe
Beads of sweat the size of beans oozed out of Seventh Uncle's forehead.
Noticing the gaping wound on the silver blade, Guang Yang shook his head in confusion. "The steel is like mud, but now a mouthful of blood has been spat out." After saying that, a thoughtful smile appeared on Guang Yang's expressionless face.
I stood up and quickly pulled Seventh Uncle behind me