Ye Jiu's heart was pounding with anxiety, and he spat a mouthful of blood onto the command table.,He was a passerby with long hair who, amidst the billowing smoke and raging flames, saved him from his grievous injuries.,"By the way, I just sent that little girl to a dogfighting ring. I had them tear her apart, half-dead or so. It'll save me from being bothered by her all day!"。