6.89 Let It Work!
Lu Yizhou's body crashed into the rows of wooden benches like a bowling ball striking the pins, dragging them across the floor with a loud hair-rising shriek. Dust flew up to the air and the stench of blood mixing in was almost overpowering.
Trembling, Lu Yizhou threw up another mouthful of blood.
His condition was so miserable right now. Hair disheveled, dress torn and bloodied in many spots. So many injuries covered his body that it was hard to find a patch of intact skin. He was literally bathing in his own blood. The system notification had not stopped ringing in his mind, dutifully conveying his vital signs that had decreased up to 50%.
Nonetheless, his silver eyes were blazing as they pinned Baines with a death glare, spitting fire.
On the other hand, the old butler was adjusting his bloodied gloves with not even a change in his expression, truly nonchalant because he had known that in this fight… he was the winner.