scales moved as if alive, scrambling onto his body.Please note that I don't have access to any previous context or conversations. If you need something translated, please provide the text within trip...In the room, Lu Ye was shirtless, sitting cross-legged on his bed.s.In the distance, nine men from the south and four survivors from the west gathered together, eyeing them hungrily.Lu Ye and Duan Xiuchen's eyes met, seeing the unwillingness in each other. Lu Ye sai...