Moreover, even if I could fight, I shouldn't do it.
After all, he's someone from the military. Once you hit him, who knows if those lunatics will come for revenge.
If that happens, it won't just be me who suffers. Even my master might get dragged into it.
With all these thoughts, Xinmu's heart ached, but he could only grit his teeth, slowly lowering his head, nearing Wulang's toes.
"Hahaha!"
Wulang laughed arrogantly, "China, insignificant China! You Chinese are only fit to lick my shoes!"
"Hehe!"
Mitsui stroked his beard and laughed as well.
This time, the honor of the Great RB Empire was once again upheld.
Watching as Xinmu's head moved closer to Wulang's toes.
Wulang yelled again, "Stop dawdling! Lick it quickly!"
With that, he forcefully stomped, intending to kick Xinmu's mouth.
At this moment, although Xinmu could have dodged, he hesitated and didn't react.
From afar, it looked like he was about to be kicked.
Then suddenly.
Swoosh!
