C347 It Was like Crushing Dry Weeds!

"Damn it!"

Wei Xiangchen was both shocked and enraged.

His face contorted with the downpour of blood, a canvas for the swirling emotions of fear, anger, dread, and despair.

A drop of blood landed on his cheek, its warm, sticky sensation making him shudder.

Snapping back to reality, he bellowed