The overwhelming victory in the final round easily secured Lu Xiaobu's success.
Amidst the astonishment of all the soldiers, Lu Xiaobu walked out.
"Young Master, let me bandage you."
Liang Lan rushed to Lu Xiaobu's side first, winding the prepared gauze around Lu Xiaobu's hand, round after round: "Young Master, the military camp is not our home, we need to be cautious about many things."
Lu Xiaobu nodded, allowing Liang Lan to wrap his perfectly fine hand like a rice dumpling!
And then.
A burst of enthusiastic applause quickly followed!
All the soldiers looked at Lu Xiaobu with admiration!
This person, whom none of them thought highly of, had created a miracle before their eyes.
The military camp respects the strong.
And Lu Xiaobu was the only strong one at that moment!
"Amazing!"
"I'm thoroughly convinced, both by heart and by mouth!"
