C80 Don't Get Close

At the entrance of the district, Faang Xiang wanted to give himself a way out, so he looked coldly at Luo Xuan.

"Let go, I'm a germaphobe, don't dirty my hands."

Luo Xuan didn't say anything. He just increased his strength slightly. Faang Xiang's palm was almost deformed. The pain made him break out in a cold sweat.

"Young Master Fang, what happened to you?" You don't look that good