The weapon cleaved through metal like soft clay. Not to mention inflicting grievous wounds upon the leopard's insides, even the two blades that pierced his chest were spurting blood, staining him from head to toe.,Society's beating, always transforms people into the screws it wants.,When he opened his eyes again, he was in pain all over. He lay on a bed in a room full of antique furniture. People around him looked surprised, and a middle-aged handsome man had tears in his eyes and said excitedly, "Lingchuan, you're finally awake!"。