C522 Admit Defeat!

Zuozhu let out a muffled groan and staggered back two steps, clutching his wound. Below the stage, the faces of the Kucloacian warriors shifted in unison.

"Zuozhu!" someone called out in concern.

Zuozhu gestured dismissively, his lips curling into a grim smile. "I'm fine."

Despite his assurance, it was clear to all that Zuozhu's complexion had grown even paler