to happen again. It was too dangerous. Zhu Li’s shot wasn’t meant to test him by hitting his shoulder instead of his heart. If it had hit his heart, he thought, he might have gone mad and attacked on... six or seven years ago. Mo Xiaobai was shocked and began to calculate with his fingers, things from six years ago. That was when he was sixteen or seventeen years old. Mo Xiaobai's eyes widened, thi...