Chapter 708: 709: Bridge Crossing Monetization Restaurant That Serves My Personal Interest

The sounds of heavy breathing echoed out. He was unsure if it was his own breath or if he had stolen someone else's, but the fear in his heart was still there.

His body still had blood, and his heart was still beating. He was sure he was still alive.

He was still breathing. He held his sickle in one hand and his battle axe in the other, blood still slick on it.