C655 This Game Was a Draw

"Cough, cough …"

Hun San slowly climbed out of the ground and stood up shakily.

There was not a trace of aura on his body. He was terrifyingly weak, like a dead man.

Not a single part of his body was in good condition. He was in a dilapidated state, like a beggar.

However, his expression was not very happy. He raised his head and looked at the sky. He was looking at a certain black cloud