Ding Liang felt a sharp pain on his face, and he couldn't figure out how such a pretty little foot could pack such a punch.
His face was probably swollen now, and he might even have some internal injuries. He tasted rust in his mouth and wasn't sure if his beautiful white teeth were still intact.
He Qing walked over, shook his head at his brother, who was shielding his crotch with both hands, and kindly wiped his wide-open eyes, "Brother, leave this to me, you can go with peace of mind."
Ding Liang closed his eyes following his gesture, suddenly feeling that brothers who share life and death come through in critical moments.
At this point, perhaps the best thing would be to have a moment of peace in front of him. After all, he rarely got to accompany his captain on an outing and be a groomsman for Young Master Gu, one of the Five Young Masters of the Imperial City. When he first heard this news, he was so proud and spirited in front of his teammates.
