his feeling of warmth was something he hadn't felt in a long, long time! "Alright, let's not talk about that..." 。Wu Lin, since you have touched the threshold of Level 8, before you leave, forge one...is arms already sore and weak, and blood trickling from the corner of his mouth. 。At this moment, he was filled with regret. He had misjudged his opponent from the start, and his level of importance...