The sun in the sky was like a colossal furnace.
The ground was searing hot to the touch.
Qiao Wu and Wei Dong had barely been lying on the ground for a moment when the heat became unbearable.
Sweat broke out all over their bodies.
Soaked through their clothes, the two looked as if they had just been pulled out of a lake.
Wei Dong struggled to stand up from the ground.
After Cao Yong arrived, Qiao Wu had relaxed somewhat, but now the intense pain down below became even more terrifying.
It was a rending agony, tormenting every single one of his nerves.
Seeing that Qiao Wu couldn't stand up,
Wei Dong hobbled over and gave him a hand.
With Wei Dong's assistance, Qiao Wu finally managed to stand.
He pulled down his trousers to take a look.
Inside was a bloody mess.
Could this even be treated successfully?
If it became useless, what would he do?
For a moment,
the rage inside him erupted like a volcano.
