no longer possessed the bearing of a martial saint. His hair was disheveled and he was covered in dirt, with a hint of blood at the corner of his mouth.He was the most infuriated right now. Just as he..."Scoff For my daughter, I'm not afraid even of death, so why would I fear ridicule"ople think he only got there by luck. Sometimes they even forgot he existed. Yet, at this crucial moment, he was the first to step forward."Sure, welcome to the trade."Ye Bufan said, snapping his fing...