Song Ziyuan has left.
On Jiang Xiaoxiao's forehead, Song Ziyuan left behind a trace of Divine Sense.
That night, Jiang Xiaoxiao went to see Captain Liu Jian.
Liu Jian's attitude was strange, full of caution, and even glanced behind Jiang Xiaoxiao.
Jiang Xiaoxiao smiled, guessing that Monkey had spread the word about Song Ziyuan to his captain, and with such a big shot here, everyone must be trembling.
"Captain, how is your injury? Did you recover?"
Liu Jian grinned; although he hadn't seen the big shot, he could still feel the aura.
"I'm doing great. You could remove the stitches before you leave. Didn't you see after three days you came back, my wound has healed so much, almost invisible. I never expected it to recover so quickly."
"It's still your excellent physical condition!"
Jiang Xiaoxiao checked Liu Jian's wound, which was no exaggeration; compared to humans in her world, his recovery speed was impressive.
In just seven days, the wound had almost disappeared.
