Zhao Menfeng tried his best to force a smile on his pale face. He turned to look at Wang Ke, who was holding his arm, and said, "It's okay. It doesn't hurt at all. You don't have to worry. You know my condition. I just can't stand a little bit of fatigue. I'll be fine after some rest. Well, hurry up and get there! I figured out his position, but now I don't have the strength to help him."

When Zhao Menfeng said it was fine, Wang Ke felt much more relieved. He nodded and ...