Sitting in the Mercedes-Benz van, Zhao Tiezhu noticed that Xie Mingxin had changed her clothes and was leaning back against her seat, her face looking slightly pale.
Wan Weiyi’s severed arm had been bandaged, with tiny specks of blood seeping through. His right arm had been treated, the bones crudely set, and it now hung in a sling.
A disciple from Insect Valley was driving, glancing frequently through the rearview mirror at Zhao Tiezhu, who had just climbed in. Zhao Tiezhu gently rubbed the scabbard of his Blazing Sun Blade with his left hand and asked casually, "Wasn't it said that this blade would appear at the black market on the 24th? Why did you bring it out early?"
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