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Ikarys was both angry and embarrassed. He was not injured because the rocks fell from the ceiling of the cave; he just spat out blood out of anger.

However, Doran did not know that, nor did he care. In his heart, he was just thinking that Ikarys was so weak that he couldn't protect himself.

"Oy! Why did you spill blood again? Are you injured that badly?" Doran frowned, patted Ikarys on the back, smiled, and said: "Okay, even though you are very weak, I can protect you."

Hearing that, Ikarys was so angry that he wanted to spit out another mouthful of blood, but luckily he was able to restrain himself.

He turned his head and glanced at Doran with eyes filled with murderous intent.

BAM!

Doran angrily slapped his head: "Why are you looking at me like that? I'm not gay; I'm a real man."

"You…" Ikarys gritted his teeth; he really wanted to tear Doran into a million pieces right now.