I helped Yan Luo to his feet.
Half of his face was swollen, and blood and sweat dripped down his chin. The kick Juyan had landed on his stomach was so painful that he couldn't even straighten his back; he looked truly wretched.
Juyan stood up as well. His injuries were minor, and he dusted off his clothes and swept his bangs aside, still looking at me with cold disgust. "Get in the car, or I’ll smash this place to pieces."
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