"Who injured you two?"
Luo Lin gently descended, landing beside Huang Ling and Tong Zheng. He extended his right hand and placed it on Huang Ling's arm.
Thud...
A slight slicing sound was heard, and a shallow blood mark appeared on his right thumb and continued to widen. A trace of surprise flashed in Luo Lin's eyes.
"Brother Luo, it was that man who injured us. We originally mentioned your name, but he ignored it and even said... even said..."
A flash of malice appeared in Huang Ling's eyes as he pointed at Chu Ming and complained to Luo Lin. Naturally, he exaggerated a bit, but by the end of his speech, he sounded a bit hesitant.
"Said what?"
Luo Lin's face darkened, and he asked coldly.
"Speak up!"
"He said that even Brother Luo, in front of him, is nothing but crap."
