"Are you not okay anymore, why do you seem so weak?" At this moment, Qi Yuan looked toward Yang Guang and asked with concern.
"No, protecting you is no problem at all!" Yang Guang fiercely threw the watermelon rind on the ground.
"That's good, seeing your complexion, I thought you had kidney deficiency," Qi Yuan naturally couldn't diagnose illnesses, but he believed that calling out kidney deficiency when seeing someone looking unwell was right more often than not.
"No, I'm now overwhelmingly powerful. If one demon comes, I'll slay one; if a group comes, I'll slay a group!" Yang Guang quickly said.
A man, how could he admit that he is not up to par?
And besides... the cap of kidney deficiency must not be worn on the head!
An Qiao, not far away, couldn't help but stifle a laugh.
"That's good, I'm relieved," Qi Yuan let out a sigh of relief.