Liu Mang's lips were tightly sealed, and then he closed his eyes, pretending to be calm.
He put on quite an act, but in truth, he was a mess inside.
He couldn't say, and he dared not say.
If he revealed those behind him, it wouldn't be just himself who suffers—the first to meet a grim fate would be his son.
He's the only continuation of my legacy! I can't end it here!
"Let's see how long you can keep up the act." Number Six sneered coldly, raising his fist to strike. Liu Mang sensed something was amiss and quickly dodged backward, realizing the opponent was just toying with him.
Nan Qiu watched Liu Mang's clumsy movements and knew this guy didn't have anything good brewing in his belly—just pretending, but was actually a fool!
