"Huh?" Hu Zirui saw Zhao Xin decisively stand up and couldn't help but give him an icy stare, "Master Zhao, I thought you were on Li Qingming's side?"
"What are you thinking? I've always been helping you, can't you see that?" Zhao Xin said with a wry smile, pointing towards the door, "Li Qingming's goal in the Secret Realm is to kill all the other patients, how could I possibly side with him."
"Haha! Good! With you, Old Zhao, there's no way we can lose." Hu Zirui couldn't contain his laughter, "We had an agreement, that kid's legs are mine, you can have any other part."
"I only want the heart," Zhao Xin said, nodding towards Zou Jie, "We've also traded medical records, he wants the large intestine."
"You still care about this piece of trash?" Hu Zirui then turned to Zou Jie and chuckled, "Call me 'Brother Zirui' right now, and I'll help you get that kid's large intestine."
