Looking at his current state, even his father is not prepared to take care of him.

The corner of Lu Yu's mouth was full of cruelty, and the tip of the knife hooked on the ground. Lu Yinghao's dagger was picked up by Lu Yu and took it into his hand.

Then, Lu Yu grasped the tip of the dagger with one hand and threw it towards Lu Yinghao, who was running wildly.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The sharp dagger flew quickly through the air, spinning several times along the way.

"Pfft!"

Immediately afterwards, the sharp dagger suddenly plunged into Lu Yinghao's calf.

It penetrated seven or eight centimeters deep into the flesh, and blood flowed on the spot.

"ah!"

Lu Yinghao felt a throbbing pain in his leg, and then he fell to the ground with a thud.
Chapter completed!