Please Don't Blame Yourself

Bai Wuchang had naturally seen the old man. His Daoist robe was soaked through with blood across the chest, and judging from the injury to his arm, it was probably broken. Besides that, he was covered in wounds of varying sizes. What astonished him even more was the old man's strength. Almost all of his meridians had been destroyed. In other words, he had practically fought with the strength of an ordinary mortal...