The time had come to evening.
In the cellar of the Black Sail Inn aside from storing wine, there was another utilitarian space in the side room.
In the chilly reserve wine cellar, Old Wei kept everything in the inn very well maintained and clean, this side room only held empty wine racks, but it was spotless.
Mika worked his magic.
After pulling Ben back from the brink of death, he carefully examined his injuries and discovered that this guy was a thief on the level of Superman.
A vicious sword had slashed across his chest. The stitching wasn't exquisite; perhaps he had sewn it himself. During the daytime battle, the wound had completely burst open and bled profusely.
This guy, bearing such injuries, managed to fly around in the Inner City, lightly injuring Shadi and Swan, and even exchanged a few moves in front of the invincible Brother Sha – truly superhuman.
