C210 The battlefield either you die or i die
"Clang clang clang!"
The European version of leather shoes that Lu Yuchen was using rumbled on the wooden floor. His body was like a leopard as he madly charged down the mountain.
Closer!
Closer!
Lu Yuchen could see the little old man's white hair at the temples, and the little old man could also see the sweat on Lu Yuchen's forehead. They were all focused, so their eyes could play a big role