There was still half a naan left, but when he saw the dying warrior's eyes, he shoved it straight into his mouth without hesitation.,Despite his fear, which made him sweat and his steps unsteady, he had reaped a good harvest these past two days!,Jīng was very, emitting a faint deep blue. All of his pockets were torn, and he didn't know how to preserve this precious final moment well.。