Long Angyang clapped his hands and laughed heartily, nodding again and again. "Exactly! For the younger generation of the clan to witness the divine might of the Origin with their own eyes is truly a tremendous blessing!"
Then, as though he had suddenly remembered something, Long Feng looked at Jiang Bei with concern and asked, "By the way, young friend Jiang Bei, I had someone deliver the Nine Dragon Flower Pill treasured by the Clan Leader this morning. Did you receive it? This pill works wonders for healing injuries. After taking it, has your internal injury eased at all?"
Jiang Bei's expression remained unchanged as he said calmly, "I received the pill and took it not long ago. Its effects are not obvious yet, but... there is indeed a warm current slowly surging within my body."
"That's right!"
Long Feng slapped his thigh, his expression certain. "The medicinal power of the Nine Dragon Flower Pill works exactly like this—it emphasizes building up before bursting forth! At first, it is like a trickling stream, difficult to detect, but its miraculous effect will grow more pronounced with time, like rivers roaring forth! Young friend, you need only recuperate in peace. You will soon experience its wonders!"
Jiang Bei nodded slightly and said no more.
"Then we shall not disturb your recuperation any longer."
Seeing that his purpose had been achieved, Long Feng was thoroughly satisfied. He exchanged a glance with Long Angyang, then cupped his fists in farewell. "Young friend, rest well. We shall take our leave."
Afterward, Long Feng and Long Angyang turned and left directly.
As Jiang Bei watched their retreating backs, the smile on his face abruptly vanished, and his eyes turned icy.
Then he headed toward Qingfeng Residence and returned to the courtyard.
He paced alone within the