"Are you guys blind, or what? Why aren't you helping me up!"
Lin Zhangkong lay flat on the ground, glaring at the surrounding soldiers with eyes full of fury.
One by one, the soldiers looked tense, standing guard with utmost caution, but not a single person stepped forward to help him up from the ground. The anger in Lin Zhangkong's heart burned even fiercer, a surge of blood rushing straight to his head. A sweet taste filled his throat, and another mouthful of blood spewed out. The two closest soldiers finally realized something was wrong and hurried forward to help Lin Zhangkong to his feet.
Chapter 23