He clenched his fists tightly, his forehead veined with throbbing blue veins due to extreme self-restraint and suppression; his body was rigid, containing a fearsome rage. It was the first time Wushuang had spoken to him like this, and over the years he had always held back certain things, restrained himself, suppressed his feelings, but this time he did not want to hold back his temper.
He slammed the Heart of Sea Blue into Wushuang's hands, Kaka, without saying a word, turned around and left the hospital room, fearing that if he stayed any longer, he really would end up having a huge fight.
