C748 Parasitic Insects

"Yes, master!" Chou Jie looked at the cautious expression on Wang Mang's face, which he had never seen before. Naturally, he nodded seriously. The long and narrow blood blade in his hand slowly shrunk until it turned into the shape of a dagger. Only then did it stop.

Chou Jie slowly lay down. His elbow was pressed against the skin of the Ox-Head Giant's corpse