C3129 CHAPTER3129 HIS SPIRIT IS WEAK

"Good afternoon..."

"How's it going?"

"Are you hurt?"

Sam Moreels nodded and greeted Zhangsun Hang.

The mention of not being hurt referred to Zhangsun Hang's participation in the family competition.

"No... No..."

"Heh..."

"Even if I get hurt, it's nothing. I've saved quite a few lamb skewers!"

"The shop owner's lamb kebabs can heal hundreds of injuries!" Zhangsun Hang said confidently