Pride and joy
"Old man, have you eaten?" Wen Danqing had just put his heart at ease when he heard Ling Chuxi's clear and calm voice again.
"What?" Wen Danqing jumped in shock as if he had seen a ghost. He looked at Ling Chuxi, who had stood up again, and could not come back to his senses for a moment.
"With such little strength, I thought you haven't eaten yet. Why don't you go eat first and then continue playing?" Ling Chuxi stood up.
Although his face was still pale and there was blood at the corner of his mouth, his injuries were obviously more serious. However, his eyes were clear and he still had the strength to fight.
"That's impossible, that's impossible!" Wen Danqing pointed at Ling Chuxi as if he had seen a ghost. His eyes widened as he spoke in disbelief.