C284 You Don't Deserve to Let Me Use My Sword

"What is it? It stinks!"

"Ugh..."

It was only then that everyone noticed the unconscious Zhuo Changfeng lying on the ground. This oppressive stench came from his body.

Zhuo Changfeng's originally handsome face was now covered with viscous black ink. The smell of the ink was simply unbearable.

"Too disgusting. What is this thing?"

"It seems to be Zhuo Changfeng's own thing