Captain an was wearing loose clothes. Perhaps it was because he had lost too much blood essence after his injury, but he was so thin that he was out of shape. The clothes seemed empty on him.
There seemed to be something hidden at the side of his waist that was moving slightly.
He was silent. He must have felt guilty, but song qingxiao no longer cared about her past.
She smiled and glanced at Captain an. "His life is safe."
With a sweep of her divine sense, she could 'see' Captain an's condition at a glance. There was a weak aura hidden by his waist, which should be a living thing.
