"Basil Jaak, you stop right there for me!"
Just as Basil Jaak and Arm stepped out at the foot of Divine Sword Mountain, they were confronted by Boris and his two companions.
Originally, Arm was following behind Basil Jaak, but upon hearing the commotion, the clever little guy quickly ducked to the side, so Boris and his companions didn't see him.
"Boris, what happened to your face?"
Seeing Boris's bruised face, Basil Jaak gave a faint smile.
The three of them each looked disheveled and seemed to have been in a fight, badly beaten by someone.
Especially Boris, with a large bump swollen on his forehead, his clothes a bit torn, he looked seriously injured. The pain made him grimace in an extremely vile manner, which was quite amusing to see.
"You motherfucker still dare to laugh? Don't believe I'll fucking kill you!"
