Wang Fushu patted his big stomach and satirized Guan Shan on top of his fat face.

Guan Shan heard Wang Fushu's ridicule and knew in his heart that if nothing could be said, he would be laughed at by everyone, but he did not see anything unusual. He just felt that the wounded's condition was getting worse and worse day by day, and now he was on the verge of dying.

And he didn't want to lose face in front of Zhang Jun. After all, he just blew his brag in front of Zhang Jun!

Guan Shan haggled and haggled better than he knew how to open his mouth. He...