"Weren't you dead?" Murong Fu shouted in surprise. "Impossible, even if you aren't dead, you should be severely injured and unable to get out of bed, you should be in a coma."
Xu Cheng: "A day in a coma is about right. All I can say is that you guys came too late, and my comrades are very stubborn. It's a bit unexpected that they actually tossed you guys into this situation."
Mario and Chekhov were overjoyed. "Boss!"
"You guys are good, dragging this out until now." Xu Cheng laughed and then looked at Murong Fu and asked, "You recognize me, which family of the four clans are you from?"
Murong Fu took out his gun and pointed it at Xu Cheng as he answered. "Murong!"
