Fight Side by Side With Him

After ending his chat with Mu Anan, Zong Zhengyu placed his phone on the table with the screen facing down. He stood up from his seat and walked towards the cloakroom.

The back of his white shirt was already stained with blood.

However, the man in front of the full-length mirror had a cool expression.

He unbuttoned his shirt expressionlessly, button by button, revealing his beautiful muscles that couldn't be hidden even if wrapped in gauze.

The blood-stained gauze instead increased his masculinity.

He took off his shirt and removed the gauze.

The wounds on his shoulder and waist were bleeding ferociously.

'Knock, knock'

There was a knock on the cloakroom door. Luo Sen stood respectfully at the door with a first aid kit.

Under Zong Zhengyu's tacit approval, Luo Sen entered and placed the first aid kit on the table at the side. He then opened it and took out the medicine.

Zong Zhengyu sat down on the bench.