In an instant, blood flowed out and he fainted.
Thomas calmly sat there while he held a cup of tea as if nothing had happened.
After a while, somebody walked in again. This time, an old man walked in. His hair was gray, and he was dressed in a professional suit. One could tell that he was not a normal person.
The old man cast a glance at the muscular man on the floor before he caressed his beard and said, “What a good fighter.”
Thomas took a look at him. “We don’t know each other, right?”
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