C113 Burial

For a moment, it really hurt, but Zhou Ling was there, so the knives fell off on their own. He looked at me with surprise in his eyes.

The wound was healing slowly, and it didn't take him long to recover completely. He seemed to have no idea what he was seeing.

"How did you do it? What did that old man teach you? Why are you completely fine?" He threw two more knives at my arm