hen Ping nodded slightly and extended his hand towards Chang Yuanying!But the auxiliary troops did not move, instead looking up and down at Chen Ping, their brows furrowed. A young man in his twenties... looked at Chen Ping like that and burst into laughter.In the midst of men's laughter, blades of wind as sharp as knives swept across Chen Ping's body, carving out streaks of wounds that bled profusel...