C91 Everything Could Not be Fixed
"I can't believe my luck—I managed to strike the assassin right on target!"
Seeing Lee Yu still had the spirit to joke around, Cui breathed a sigh of relief but quickly voiced her concern, "Young Master, are you hurt anywhere?"
"This?"
Lee Yu glanced down, lifted his shirt slightly, and clarified, "This is his blood, not mine. You're worrying about the wrong person
