"Wei Xiong!"
Wang Chen was shocked to see Wei Xiong again after half a month.
This Innate Martial Artist's temples had gone gray, his face was bloodless, and he looked as though he had aged several decades. A deep scar had also appeared on his left cheek.
The scar stretched from the corner of his eye all the way to his chin, nearly exposing the bone beneath.
Though it had already scabbed over, the upturned flesh made for a gruesome sight.
What made Wang Chen's heart tremble most was the dense, bloody Killing Intent swirling around Wei Xiong!
He truly could not imagine it.
What exactly had the other man gone through over the past half month to end up like this?
"Immortal Master Wang."
Wei Xiong forced out a smile and cupped his fists. "Is A Lian here?"
His voice was hoarse, as if his internal organs had been injured.
"Come inside and talk!" Wang Chen said gravely.
Wei Lian was naturally at home.
Wei Xiong's return delighted her beyond measure.
"Brother!"
But when the young girl saw her elder brother's miserable state, she could hardly believe her own eyes. She threw herself into Wei Xiong's arms.
Tears already streamed down her face.
"I'm fine."
Wei Xiong lovingly stroked his sister's silky hair. "It's just a minor injury."
Wei Lian shook her head hard in Wei Xiong's embrace, utterly unwilling to believe him.
She was not a three-year-old child!
Wang Chen took out a medicine bottle and handed it to Wei Xiong. "Brother Wei, take a Healing Pill first."
"Thank you, Immortal Master, but I've already taken a Healing Pill."
Wei Xiong said gratefully, "I came today to take A Lian away. Immortal Master, I've truly troubled you these past days!"
Wang Chen frowned. "In your current state, is