C544 I Don't like to be Rushed for an Answer

Hot blood, a few drops, scattered on Yu Jin's face, slowly slid down his scar.

On his grave and stern face, a trace of alluring charm flowed out. Yu Jin stood tall and straight like a pine tree. He didn't even bother to wipe his body.

He looked at the person who was rolling on the ground and wailing with his arms crossed, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry