“Yeah, no one could survive a fall from that height. You're just pretending to be okay right now; you could collapse at any moment. Just lie down.”,A crisp sound of slapping echoed, five finger prints immediately appeared on Shi Chen's face. Mu Yun, with a cold face, reprimanded in a low voice, "Enough! Shi Chen, how long do you plan to make a scene!",It was the very thought that someone would dare to slap him, a man who had once commanded the battlefield, that left Shi Chen looking utterly humiliated. He stared at Mu Yunbing with an expression of disbelief and anger.。