The seat of the flying knife is just under the embroidery ball. If the old man didn't take his hand back in time, I'm afraid he'll have to nail it directly to the stake.

The old man shook his messy hair on his face, looked at Guan Yu and said faintly, "I didn't expect that there were still masters in this crowd, which seemed to be my carelessness."

The flying knife just now was thrown out by Guan Yu, and with internal gas, the flying knife was very aggressive and fast, which made the old man reach for the embroidery ball hand had to be retrieved.

Guan Yu was also...