"What?!!!"
Cut off his right arm?!
Chen Xiaobei said it in such an insouciant manner.
Ding Ding'ao felt as though he had been struck by lightning.
He was the young master of Xingxiu Faction! A 130,000-combat power elite. Before this happened today, his pride had never once been hurt before.
Amputating his entire arm was definitely out of the question!
The Xingxiu disciples dared not utter another word.
Even if they had the courage of a lion, they too would not advise their own young master to get rid of his arm!
"Mr. Chen! I beg you, please! I know I was at fault! Please, overlook my faults! Save me! I cannot not have my right arm!"
Tears were streaming down Ding Ding'ao's face as he wailed.
Chen Xiaobei pretended not to hear him, walked towards Luo Puti and began conversing with her.
