Goldfish

The battle was beginning to wind down, and there were only a few sporadic card artisans left in the air. The rest of the people had been either killed or injured in the fierce battle. There was blood flowing from the corner of Machida's mouth. His face was pallid, and he looked monstrous. The chief uncle's face had turned dark, and his right hand was slightly trembling. Kai's situation had fortunately gotten that far. He glared with big, round eyes yet appeared deeply fatigued. By comparison, Hugo was doing a lot better. Although his clothes had been long since destroyed, both his expression and his complexion were a lot better. What Chen Mu admired was his gaze, which had remained calm after having gone through such a long battle. He was really tough.