Zhao Ritian, covered in wounds with a bandage stuck over the corner of his mouth, played cards with Immortal Elder Nanji and Fishing Elder, looking utterly aggrieved.
Nan Ji and Fishing Elder swiftly exchanged two cards.
Zhao Ritian looked up. "Did you two just switch cards?"
Fishing Elder glared. "Which eye of yours saw me switching cards?!"
Nan Ji rolled up his sleeves, revealing the muscles on his arms. "Exactly. Are you questioning our character or what? Explain yourself!"
"But I really saw you two..."
"Hm!?"
Both of them started glaring at him.
Fuming, Zhao Ritian suppressed his anger. "I call landlord."
Nan Ji smacked him across the face. "Are you the one who calls first?"
Zhao Ritian said angrily, "Then you call first."
Fishing Elder smacked him across the face. "Is he the one who calls first?"
Zhao Ritian covered his face. "Then you call first, okay?"
Fishing Elder smacked Zhao Ritian across the face again. "Okay."
Zhao Ritian flung down his cards. "I'll fight you to the death! Ah—!"
Elsewhere.
Medicine Elder watched Long Aotian practice the needle technique he had taught him and nodded.
"Not bad. You are simply a heaven-sent genius, practically the most talented young man I have ever seen. Very good."
Medicine Elder gazed at the bright moon overhead. "I only hope I made the right bet. The future rests on you."
Long Aotian was thrilled. This was an old senior with real vision, far more reliable than those old geezers.
Medicine Elder looked at Long Aotian. "Aotian, without destruction, there can be no rebirth. Next comes the moment to witness a miracle."
For some reason, Long Aotian felt... this old man was a little unreliable.
Guan Shunai was not very happy. Lu Chengwen was not being very cooperative.
Zhao Ritian had