Nothing at All

"You should've practiced running more. Now you know fear, huh? What a disgraceful fool." Flender snapped irritably.

Oscar gave an awkward smile, wanting to say something, only to find his legs going weak as he collapsed to the ground.

Seeing this, Flender could not bring himself to say anything more. For a support-system Soul Master, what Oscar had just endured was already difficult enough.

Noticing Flender's arrival, Xiao Wu's eyes shifted, and she immediately gave up on continuing her beating of Ma Hongjun. Together with Huo Yu'er, she retreated to Ye Wen's side.

Tang San was startled when he saw Flender appear, then immediately breathed a sigh of relief. With such a big shot present, at least their safety was guaranteed. He promptly withdrew the Blue Silver Grass, exposing both sides to one another, while Tang San calmly retreated to Flender's side.

Looking at Ma Hongjun, whose face had already swollen into a pig's head, and Dai Mubai, who was trembling as he tried to get up, Flender frowned deeply but said nothing. He hurried over to Dai Mubai, pulled the arrows from his body, then turned to Oscar.

"Little Ao, bring over some tofu."

"Oh, oh, oh." Oscar snapped out of it and hurriedly recited his incantation before stuffing tofu into Dai Mubai's mouth.

Although Oscar's Soul Skill incantation was Cute Fragrant Tender Tofu, what it actually produced was stinky tofu. Combined with the thick smell of blood, the odor was simply indescribable.

But compared to death, no matter how awful it tasted, Dai Mubai still forced himself to swallow it.

Ma Hongjun also hurried over to ask for tofu. His entire face had been beaten into a pig's head, and it truly hurt terribly.

Only after finishing this emergency treatment did Flender turn his gaze toward Ye Wen