A light suddenly appeared on his shoulder, covering the area where his arm was supposed to be.
Right before their eyes, a replica of the Mingxu's original arm was in place, almost as if nothing had ever happened.
However, the flesh of his arm still on the floor was a clear indication that it had not just been reattached.
"Xiaoyun you——"
"Shush, just listen to me and leave the tent. I can deal with this myself."
Mingxu hesitated for a second but eventually left the tent as Xiaoyun stood back up.
"You aren't going to hide your ability at all?"
Liu Peng asked, looking a little surprised that Xiaoyun had just shown an ability that they had never seen before.
"Why do I need to hide something for someone who's about to die?"
As Xiaoyun cracked his knuckles and stretched his arm, both Liu Peng and Chen Gang didn't make a move first.
Instead, they both seemingly waited for him to make a move.
