"Big Brother Lu, how are you?" Yu Xiaoqiao asked, supporting Lu Xiaotian as tears of joy streamed down her face.
"Ugh... I'm not going to die." Lu Xiaotian had originally intended to send Yu Xiaoqiao a voice transmission, but his insides were a complete mess. When he tried, he found that he couldn't even muster the magical power for a voice transmission. After a needle-like pain stabbed through his throat, he finally managed to speak.
"Good, good, Big Brother Lu. If you're uncomfortable, don't talk." Seeing how hard it was for Lu Xiaotian to speak, Yu Xiaoqiao's heart ached, and she hurriedly said, "Don't worry. Once we return to Yuanling City, I'll make sure Father heals your injuries."
"No need. I know my own injuries. I'll be fine after meditating and regulating my breathing for a while." Everything was difficult at the start. After his efforts just now, his throat had finally been forced open. Although his voice was still extremely hoarse when he spoke a second sentence, it came out much more smoothly.
"How could that be? Big Brother Lu, you were injured because you protected me. How can we just leave your injuries untreated?" Ye Ziyu immediately argued when she heard this.
"Even if I hadn't protected you, would Yang Feng have let me go? He still would have found another way to lure me out of Yuanling City." Lu Xiaotian shook his head and gave Ye Ziyu a half-smiling look.
"This... this is different. In any case, you were injured because of me this time." Ye Ziyu pouted.
"We'll talk about it after we get back." Lu Xiaotian stopped arguing with Ye Ziyu. Once they returned to Yuanling City, there was no way he would go with Ye Ziyu to the City Lord's Manor, much less rush