Ye Tian's resolute face suddenly twitched, a sign of either extreme anger or immense mental stress. Looking at the two people trapped in the cage behind him, Ye Tian felt heartache as if his heart was bleeding.
Qin Chuan watched the ants on the ground bravely charging towards a large green worm. Numerous ants were crushed by the rolling worm, yet they tirelessly continued their assault, all for the sake of their winter food supply.
A centipede doesn't stiffen even in death; it only lacks a splash of fresh blood.
Qin Chuan looked up at Ye Tian, then at Lei Bao and the chubby man burping while eating instant noodles. Three against one, is there a chance of winning? If a real fight breaks out, Ye Tian might just…
