Caesar could even see some of those martial artists bleeding from every orifice. Their bodies collapsed to the ground as though they were made of clay.
Heath snuck a few glances at the people beside him. Then, he whispered, "I'm going to the toilet..."
With that, he turned around and walked out. Caesar turned around, frowning. He gave one of the Elders a look.
The Elder got the hint and followed Heath out.
In the washroom outside, Heath took out his phone and began to dial Isaac's number. However, after a second's hesitation, he didn't make the call.
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