At this moment, the First Great Thief sighed and said, "That Dragon Demon Lord really let me down. I hadn't even warmed up yet and he's already dead."
"Don't tell me there's not even one guy who can fight?"
The First Great Thief was really lamenting.
But right then, Ye Fan said, "Stop sighing for now. You should treat your wounds first!"
"I'm not injured, so why would I need treatment?"
The First Great Thief snapped.
"Oh, give me a break! Your whole body is bleeding and you're still putting on an act. Your skin could not be any thicker!"
Ye Fan was speechless too.
Sure enough, the First Great Thief said helplessly, "So you noticed after all!"
He promptly toppled over onto the ground and passed out.
"Someone, carry this guy away!"
Ye Fan felt utterly embarrassed. After all, this guy was hanging around with him, so at this moment, Ye Fan feeling ashamed was only natural.
The First Great Thief was carried off. Though he was injured, it wasn't fatal.
