C65 The Immortal Drunken Array

As Mr. Zhao concluded his remarks, a man seated on the ground with a broken leg fixed Mr. Zhao with an uncontrollable angry glare. His eyes were bloodshot, the redness engulfing his entire eyeball. Clenching his jaw, he seemed on the verge of unleashing a tirade against Mr. Zhao for his audacity.

Yet before he could utter a word, Mr