C98

"Not much." Xin An said.

His right hand's usage frequency was so high, to an Orc, it was equivalent to losing his ability to survive.

However, he did not feel the slightest bit guilty.

Regardless of the reason, based on his current attitude, he must make him pay the price.

"If it's nothing much, then let's compete!" The orc continued to urge.

"Xin An, don't compete with him