บท 403: I can help you——2

Liu Dong Ming looked at the sword that was aiming at his neck, for a few minutes he looked at the sword and did not say anything but then his shoulders trembled and he chuckled softly. 

"My," Liu Dong Ming sighed as he raised his hand and then without even breaking a sweat on his forehead, he pushed the sword that was aimed at his neck as if the thing that was aiming at his neck was not a sword but a wooden stick which a child used to play sword fighting with, his fingers scraped the sharp edge of the sword causing three sharp and thin wounds to appear on the fingertips of his fingers but he did not even flinch as blood oozed out of those thin scratches.