<<Previous Chapter Index Next Chapter>> Translator – Erza Editor – Ben Finalized Editor – Silavin Besides, currently Yang Kai was in a very sorry state; with one glance anyone could tell that he had experienced some sort of tribulation. How much strength did he have remaining to fight? In addition, he was very skinny and malnourished to begin with; easily allowing others to look down upon him.
Translator: Mirausean; Silavin Editor: Icicle Proofreader: Skoll Finalized Editor: theunfetteredsalmon “Quinn! Quinn! What happened?!” Hasty footsteps coupled with Locke’s shouting reverberated through the halls outside the room. Standing at the entrance of the room, Ye Chui grabbed the glowing red long sword. His posture was slightly weird – his two legs were slightly bent and spread apart, one forward and the other backwards, while his chest and hips were pushed forward. It seems like…
