Fang Qingyu raised his head, his face a bit pale, but his eyes remained calm.
He shook his head, his voice slightly hoarse from fatigue: "No problem, just a bit of internal shock, a little adjustment and I'll be fine."
Then, his gaze swept over Zhao Kui who was tied up on the ground, and then looked at Liu San, with a tone of confirmation: "This, counts as the top accomplishment, right?"
Liu San nodded his head like a chick pecking at rice, almost spitting out with excitement: "Absolutely! Definitely! Brother Yu, this is absolutely the top accomplishment! The top of top accomplishments! Brother Su Kuang knocked down seven or eight of them alone, that's definitely the second best!"
He patted his chest, his voice resolute, "Don't worry! Although our Cyan Dragon Gang is not big, we adhere strictly to rules! Whoever deserves the credit gets it, and anyone who dares to steal or play tricks, I'll be the first to chop them up! None of Meng's men would do such a dirty deed!"
