Ah San, with a pale face, collapsed onto the ground with a thud.
"Impossible, impossible!" Chen Yu stared in disbelief at Ah San, who was screaming in agony on the ground.
You should know that Ah San is a top-notch expert under my father's command; how could he possibly lose to this poor kid in just one move?
Lin Chen paced step by step toward Chen Yu: "Kid, you must be the owner of this dog!"
Chen Yu's hands were already covered in blood, and the excruciating pain nearly completely distorted his facial expression.
"Save me, please save me." Feeling his blood draining away, Chen Yu pleaded.
Chen Yu's consciousness was already slightly blurred, and he knew if this continued, he would die from blood loss.
Lin Chen snorted coldly, "Daring to covet my woman, you're simply courting death."
"I was wrong; I won't dare again." At this moment, Lin Chen seemed almost like a devil in Chen Yu's eyes.
The unbearable pain, the threat of death, were slowly crushing Chen Yu's will.
