"Please!"
The Ma Family's eldest had walked out, the space cleared in the middle wasn't large. All the Blade Guests remained seated in their original spots, as if the conclusion of the battle had been determined from the beginning.
"Please!"
Su Sheng walked out, unbuttoning his shirt as he moved; he still had to go to the office later and couldn't afford to ruin his clothes. A man, once he cares about his image, can't go back to the old ways of wearing just anything in public.
He lifted the hem of his shirt with both hands, partially exposing his well-dressed upper body; his skin was equally bronzed, but his abs weren't particularly prominent, his abdomen rather resembled a slab of iron without large blocks of muscle.
But his arms, especially his upper arms and chest, as well as his thigh muscles, appeared very formidable; clothes made him look thin, but his physique was muscular. He was a top predator, oozing masculinity as he walked.
"Young man, use this old man's knife!"
