C1400 Who Was the One Who Plotted This

Ah!

Instantly, Sun Wenzhe could no longer endure it and roared out, painful to the point that cold sweat was flowing down Sun Wenzhe's forehead.

He wanted to move Protector Long's foot that was on his knee away, but he couldn't muster up any strength.

He could only lie on the floor and stare at himself, like a dead fish on a chopping board