C355 You may Go

A heart-wrenching pain came from the top of his head. During the fight just now, someone had hit him with a stick, but Jiang Zifan had managed to hold on to his last bit of consciousness. He slowly rose to his feet, his wet hair sticking to his forehead.

He lifted his hand and touched his palm, which was covered in sticky blood. Jiang Zifan knew that he was severely injured