C176 Young Master Xia

"Fatty," Nangong Fan said weakly.

The man quickly reverted to his sleazy demeanor, as if his earlier display of righteousness had been nothing but an illusion. He approached Nangong Fan with a sheepish grin.

"Give me a hand," Nangong Fan requested, suppressing the pain radiating from every limb, his face stoic.

The fatty efficiently helped Nangong Fan to his feet