"Junior Brother Fu Ming!"
"Second Senior Brother!"
Yang An and Wild Forbidden both turned to look at Fu Ming, who had appeared between them.
Fu Ming was leaning against a ruined wall with one hand. He suddenly coughed up a large mouthful of blood, and only then did he seem to breathe easier.
He slowly raised his head, wiped the blood from his mouth with his sleeve, and then looked at Wild Forbidden.
"Senior Brother, you've gone a bit too far."
His voice was calm and relatively quiet, as if he didn't have much strength to speak.
On the other side, Wild Forbidden looked at Fu Ming, a trace of fear flashing in his eyes, but then he suddenly chuckled.
"You must be joking, Junior Brother Fu Ming. I just felt like playing with Junior Brother Jiu for a bit, that's all. Isn't that right, Junior Brother Jiu?"
Wild Forbidden said slowly with a smile on his face, his gaze shifting back to Yang An.
