Ye Chen appeared!
The one-armed man was overjoyed. He immediately pulled Chen Xue and the half-blind man to welcome him. He bowed to him solemnly, "The deputy head of the Form-Intention Fist Dojo, Wu Hong, greets Mr. Ye!"
"We're all Chinese. There's no need for such formalities!"
Ye Chen lifted his hand and stopped him. He then noticed the empty sleeve that was stained with blood on his left arm. He frowned and asked, "Who severed your arm?"
"Mr. Ye!"
Chen Xue said with tears streaming down her face, "Uncle Wu's hand was severed by Yagyu Shinyo from the Yagyu family. Uncle Zheng's right eye was also injured by the opponent's secret weapon."
At this point, she was already sobbing, "Uncle Wu did not even manage to pick up his severed arm before he and Uncle Zheng fought to protect me and escaped. I was the one who dragged them down."
