บท 810: On The Precipice of Death

Translated by XephiZ

Edited by Aelryinth

Ai Jiangtu climbed to his feet with his face covered in dust. His body was covered with bruises, and even his clothes were torn and tattered.

At the back of his waist was a large contusion. It seemed like the impact had caught him in the back as he was blinking away. It was impressive that he could still stand in his condition.

"Don't move, your hip is fractured," said Nan Rongni when she learned Ai Jiangtu's condition from the Healing Spirit.

Ai Jiangtu let out a deep breath. It was full of dust. "Are the others alright?" he asked.

He was the only person that could take on a Commander-level creature on the team. Without him, the others would be in great danger.