Lu Mingfei clenched his teeth so hard that blood seeped out between them. He was on the verge of collapsing.
"Lu Mingze, Lu Mingze, Lu Min..." His voice was barely a whisper, for he could no longer speak. A faint, sweet taste mixed with the flavor of rust filled his throat and mouth—the taste of blood.
"Brother, I'm here," the little devil said with a smile as he ran over. "Wouldn't it have been so much easier if you'd just let me help from the start? You wouldn't have had to suffer through all this."
Chapter 173