You are my second uncle.

Red blood slowly flowed down Mu Yu's nose.
While being knocked down, he protected the book on his chest to prevent it from falling to the ground again.
And this scene also fell into Lupan Clark's eyes at that moment.
Mu Yu wiped the blood from his nose with his sleeve, lowered his eyebrow and looked at the book in his arms. Seeing that it was intact without the slightest wrinkle, he smiled slightly.
"Fortunately, the book is fine!"
"The book is fine, but you are the problem. You...