Linghu Chong sat by the fire, staring blankly at the dancing flames. His mind was a mess, and he did not even know what he was thinking.
Ren Yingying lay on the roof of the bamboo lodge, a wine jar in hand. She glanced at Linghu Chong, who sat by the fire like a stone. Her mind was equally chaotic. Gritting her teeth, she took a huge gulp of wine.
Inside the bamboo lodge, Jiang Hao and the two women cultivated with all their strength. Half an hour later, the negative effects brought by the Rage Skill vanished, and his spiritual power recovered. Jiang Hao was fully revived, his injuries completely healed. He also discovered that his spiritual power had grown somewhat.
On the second floor of a nearby bamboo lodge, Lan Fenghuang tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. Her hand kneaded the blanket tightly as she kept muttering under her breath, "Why didn't he call me? He only called Xiaoxiao and Ping'er in. Why didn't he call me?"
On the first floor of the bamboo lodge, Yue Lingshan and the Hua Shan Disciples were also awake. Everyone was usually cheerful and laughing, but today they were silent, leaning against the walls without saying a word.
The next day,
Everyone rose early and busied themselves with their tasks. Jiang Hao got up, and Xiaoxiao and Ping'er helped him dress and comb his hair. He once again became the dashing and handsome Peerless Young Master. When he stepped out of the bamboo lodge, he saw many people standing in the courtyard, seemingly waiting for him.
Ren Yingying stepped forward and clasped her hands to Jiang Hao. "Young Hero Jiang, thank you again for rescuing my father, and for saving our lives last night. Otherwise, Dongfang Bubai would have killed