"Hehe, Xia Wei'er, we meet again." To Xia Wei'er's surprise, not long after she entered the alley, Hu Wei appeared in front of her, blocking her way.
"Hu Wei, you're actually alright?" Xia Wei'er looked at Hu Wei with astonishment. This guy was so severely injured that day; how could he be bouncing around as if nothing had happened so quickly?
"I am a man of the Martial Sect, and the Martial Sect has many powerful elixirs. It's not just about broken limbs—even if you smash all the bones in my body, as long as I'm left with a breath, I can still come back to life." Hu Wei looked at Xia Wei'er with pride, a wicked smile on his face, "Today, I won't let you escape from the palm of my hand again."
"What are you going to do?" Xia Wei'er was taken aback for a moment, but then she thought of Chu Batian nearby and was not so worried. She warned, "With Grandfather Chu protecting me, aren't you afraid of getting beaten up again? Didn't you have enough last time?"
