Mi Lan watched Wang Chongqi and Dafu locked in an evenly matched, fierce battle, a smile dawning on his face.
While Lord Mi wasn't much of a fighter in a fair, head-on brawl, his sneak attacks were top-tier. Conjuring two small, earthy-yellow hands, he clamped them firmly onto Dafu’s ankles, pinning him ruthlessly to the spot.
The longer the fight dragged on, the more stifled and frustrated Dafu felt. The breath in his chest grew increasingly constricted, and in his heart, he knew the game was up. Perhaps he never should have come back, but he still couldn't put his mind at ease regarding his aging master.
Chapter 215