Glancing at Erming, who would likely not regain consciousness before the battle ended, Daming was filled with a bellyful of Evil Fire and nowhere to vent it.
Erming wasn't acting stupid; this bastard was simply playing the fool to achieve his own ends. Even if Tang San were to investigate later, given Erming's usual simple-minded reputation, if he claimed he rushed into the line of fire to bear the brunt of the explosion and save Tang San, would Tang San really not believe him?
Now was no longer the time to dwell on this.
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