The man probably didn't expect a young master who had been pampered since childhood to do this, so he scolded twice and had to retreat.

Song Muchen clenched the switchblade in his hand, his left arm hung weakly, and the blood from his shoulder fell to the ground dripping down his fingers.

He let out two breaths and lunged at the man again.

The man also seems to be completely annoyed by him, right......

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