Influenced By Association
Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
"Hmph! I thought you had a few talents! But you just want to use your knife to hurt them?"
On the other side, a middle-aged man who was lying on the ground sneered and sat up slowly. He patted the dust off his body and glanced sideways at the man with the broken wrist.
"And are you any better than me? You're still pretending and you've just woken up yourself. Good for nothing!" The man with the broken wrist grumbled coldy and stood up from the ground.
"How is that the same? I saw the strength of those three people and didn't dare to make a move. Otherwise it won't just be our belongings that are gone, we would have lost our lives too." Although that man was unresigned, he knew when to submit to his fate. He knew clearly that if they were to fight against them they would ultimately lose their lives.