All at once, a hazy purple mist enveloped Huo Yuhao, whose skin had just looked like white jade. Instead of dodging or evading Wang Dong's slash, he stretched out his hands and brought his palms together, trying to catch the sharp blade bare-handed.
"Oh?"
A look of indignation crossed Wang Dong's face. You arrogant little punk, going missing for a month and now looking down on people so much that you want to catch a blade bare-handed?
Chapter 234