C412 Pyrethrum Vulgaris
He was someone who loved face, but now he had suffered a huge loss in front of everyone.
When he turned around again, all of the fellow disciples of the Myriad Swords Sect had their mouths wide open, as though time had frozen in place.
He was even more enraged. He felt like he was a clown, jumping out to embarrass himself. But now, he couldn't go down either.
And this situation