Qian Wantong and Zhou Ke stayed in the tent, looking at the two men lying on the ground.
The two of them were checking the injuries of the two old men. It had been inconvenient to examine them outside earlier without the tent to shield them. After all, the two old men still cared about their dignity. If the other Martial Artists saw that they were injured, it would not only affect the team's morale but also make the two old men lose face.
So, after feeding the two old men Healing Pills, they carried them into the tent and began examining them.
After a rough inspection, the wounds on the two old men did not seem to be a problem. They were merely minor injuries. However, they might have suffered blows from a blunt weapon, which was why they had fallen unconscious.
But neither Qian Wantong nor Zhou Ke said anything about why the blunt weapon injury was on their necks.
As for the protrusion on Zhou Zixing's back that Chen Mo had created to hold a Soul Crystal, Qian Wantong overlooked it. It was only a bump in the skin, after all. While he was examining him, Lan Caijie, hidden within it, used her methods to fool him, and he paid no attention at all to the tiny protrusion on his back.
While Qian Wantong and Zhou Ke examined their injuries, the other Martial Artists were also discussing the matter heatedly.
"There sounded like there were a lot of Strange Beasts last night!"
"Exactly! I wonder how many Strange Beasts the two Xiantian Elders ran into."
"Does the number of Strange Beasts even matter? What matters is whether the two elders fought them and drove them back. If they didn't drive them back, will the Strange Beasts come