Assistant Qiu glanced at Lu Fang and the others. Seeing that they were basically unharmed, she left with Chen Chuan.
Lu Fang and the others silently watched Chen Chuan's figure recede. After a while, one club member walked over and said, "Vice President, this..."
Lu Fang turned back and asked, "Is everyone all right?"
The club member said, "Nothing serious. He held back. They're all minor injuries; some medicine will do."
Lu Fang sighed. "The opportunity was given to us, but we failed to seize it. It wouldn't be good to keep pressing the matter. Perhaps he was right. Even without Profound Appearance Force, he might still reach a higher level."
Someone was still unconvinced. "How is that possible? Even Senior Jiang couldn't do it back then. What makes him think he can?"
Lu Fang waved a hand. "Let's not talk about that. Since we can't persuade him to change his mind, all we can do is wait."
"Wait for what?"
Lu Fang said, "If he proceeds steadily and doesn't entertain too many thoughts, then so be it. It would just be a pity for his talent. But if he chooses to take that step, perhaps we can find a way to help him in secret when the time comes."
The many students said nothing.
Lu Fang looked around at them and said, "All right, it's getting late. Let's leave first. Jing Hao, help send the injured students to the infirmary. Bi Yang, collect some club funds and buy good medicine for those injured today. Also, everyone leave in batches."
After he finished making the arrangements, everyone helped one another out. Though they left in batches, they still drew plenty of curious looks. Fortunately, Fighters getting injured was commonplace, so no one thought much of it for the moment. At