Li Junxian and Changsun Tan looked at each other, feeling speechless. Qin Zhi took off three layers of armor, and his belly and chest were clean, not even a drop of blood on it. Li Jing frowned and shouted: "I'm not hurt, where did the blood on you come from?" Changsun Tan gritted his teeth: General, that blood came from my leg. Qin Zhi chuckled and shrank his neck: I was just trying to be safe. If I hadn't worn this iron shell, my life would have been decided here.
