"Brother Jabba... He..." Zara furrowed her brows and looked down
Robin's heart pounded when he saw that reaction and then he asked with an emotionless face, "Zara, just say it... Is Jabba dead?"
In fact, as soon as he remembered Jabba's appearance that day and asked about him, he was prepared to hear that he had died from his wounds
At that time, all of his blood vessels were destroyed, his bones diminished, and his flesh almost disappeared, turning him into a bile of bones in a bag of skin... Jabba's appearance at that time resembled someone who had been subjected to severe torture for thousands of years, and not someone who had been fighting for half an hour!
"No, of course not! why would you say something so ominous? Brother Jabba is alive, but... I don't know what to say..." Zara waved her hand quickly, then looked back at the ground, then began to eat one of her nails, as if she were thinking seriously.
