"What else could it be? When nature calls, you gotta go. Look at her, she must've held it in too long," Luo Chao said without even turning his head.
You could see Luo Chao's upper body covered with intersecting scars, along with over a dozen indelible bullet holes that looked so grotesque and frightening. One bullet hole near his heart was especially alarming; that shot almost took Luo Chao's life.
Luo Chao had never been attacked from behind, because in every battle, he was always the first to charge at the enemy, never a deserter. Thus, his back had no scars, but the knife and sword scars on his chest, along with the numerous bullet holes, were enough to make anyone's heart tremble, let alone someone like Li Ruotong, a girl born with a silver spoon in her mouth.
At this moment, Luo Chao showed a wry smile; indeed, a woman's curiosity is terrifying.
