"Trust me, I really am injured."
In New Sea Stone City, Ling Wuce was closely chasing after Han Yu, repeatedly saying the same sentence.
"I really believe you."
Han Yu was having a massive headache, as he had responded the same countless times.
Why wouldn't the other party believe that he believed him!
Ling Wuce looked at his lively appearance; he didn't look like someone who was injured at all. He figured that Han Yu definitely didn't believe him.
If Han Yu didn't believe him, he might suspect that he had some strange disgusting hobby.
If that rumor spread, how could he hold his head high in the future!
"Han Yu, you have to believe me, really believe me, I really am injured, which is why I'm taking this."
Ling Wuce was on the verge of tears; he even wanted to grab the Chicken Feather Gall and give it a beating.
Darn it, it just had to bring people in while he was taking this disgusting thing.
