"Chen, I'm fine!" Feng Zhixiao grinned and said, "I really must thank all of you brothers for coming to rescue me!"
"Zhixiao, what kind of nonsense is that? Do us brothers really need to stand on ceremony?" Liu the Tyrant laughed beside them; this time, he was probably the most relaxed of them all. Everyone else was exhausted; particularly Daxia and Haozi, who had been fighting for three hours straight and almost didn't have the strength to hold their knives.
