Lying on the ground, Xiao Cangqing's eyes were wide open, blood steadily trickling from them.
Now, after some time had passed, his physical condition had recovered slightly.
He raised a hand to wipe his nose and mouth, the back of it coming away covered in blood.
But Xiao Cangqing could now barely move. Not only were the outsiders shocked,
but he himself had been convinced he was going to die.
However, Chu He had stepped directly between him and Uzi, blocking Uzi's fatal attack.
Uzi hovered in the air, his eyes narrowing slowly.
He stared at Chu He, a sinister, cold light glinting in his eyes.
"You're stronger than him," Uzi said grimly. "Are you trying to make an enemy of me by saving him?"
Xiao Cangqing had been constantly speculating about the true extent of Chu He's current power,
but that simple move just now
had shown both him and Uzi the vast gap between them.
