Ling Shao felt relieved a little. He turned around and saw a pair of eyes exactly like Ye Lan's staring directly at him. The man's eyes seemed to contain forbearance. Ling Shao was a little strange. Was he scared by the tiger? Just when Ling Shao wanted to comfort him, the man said with some difficulty: "Can you move your feet?"
Ling Shao lowered his head and saw that his foot had stepped on the man's arm. The wound had opened and there was faint traces of blood.
Young Master Ling moved his feet away sarcastically.