Upon hearing that, Fang Yu's heart stirred and his legs slightly bent.
"Then... please forgive my offense!"
The next moment.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh—
The blood that had been concentrated in his right fist immediately surged crazily to his legs.
Ah? The blood is flowing to the feet again? What's going on?
After a moment of astonishment, Fang Yu suppressed the confusion in his heart and pushed off with his legs.
Bang!!
He suddenly moved as if teleporting, arriving directly in front of Zhuo Xueer.
"So fast?!"
Amidst Zhuo Xueer's astonished expression, Fang Yu had already bent down and clenched his fist.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh—
Under the pale skin and blood vessels, the direction of the blood flow in Fang Yu's body was clearly visible to Zhuo Xueer.
The blood initially concentrated in his legs was now crazily flowing towards his right fist.
