Chapter 561 Yangtze Croc

• Under Astral Yulian’s ruthless, no‑nonsense pressure, Chen Ergou finally reeled it in. The swagger was gone. He curled up like a scared house cat, teeth clenched, one hand pressed to his wound, toughing it out. No matter how much it hurt, he didn’t make a sound. He was clearly terrified Astral Yulian might snap and hack off his limbs, leaving him a cripple.
• “Coward!”
• Er Leng, driving, curled his lip and snorted. “Thought you were somebody. Turns out you’re just another coward scared of dying.”