Below the stone steps, a few security guards were still standing straight.
And the old master, holding the python head crutch with both hands, looked at Charlie with a little awe in his eyes.
Charlie didn’t speak, but walked to the old master and bowed deeply.
The old master hurriedly threw away the crutches to help, and said with sincerity and trepidation: “You can’t make it, you can’t make it…”
Several security personnel were a little surprised.
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