C509 Procrastination

"Thank you, Brother Xuan, for saving us!"

Yu Feng held onto his chest and kept on coughing. His clothes were tattered, and many holes had been burnt out. His face was pale white, with a bit of blood at the corner of his mouth. In the battle with Yu Zhantian just now, he had already been injured.

"There's no need to be courteous. Right now, you and I are grasshoppers on a rope