The Sand Fox Clan's ten members were all present, but aside from their own squad, the other nine squads had at most eight people present, while the smallest had only five. All of them bore fairly serious injuries.
Lin Qi swiftly spread out his spiritual power. In the rooms on the floor above, he sensed more than twenty faint auras. Clearly, those clansmen who had not appeared were resting in their rooms because their injuries were too severe. Fortunately, with them included, all nine squads were complete. No clansmen had died in battle.
Sha Minyan lightly clapped his hands and called out in a deep voice, "All right, everyone, get acquainted. The newly arrived reinforcement squad is led by this little fellow, Lin Qi! His nine team members are all skilled hands—experts a cut above you lot. But this little fellow himself is a bit weak!"
Lin Qi smiled and nodded, then stepped forward. With a casual wave of his hand, a great rain of azure light carrying a faint fragrance poured down, swiftly merging into the bodies of every clansman present. The wounds on their bodies rapidly healed and closed; in the blink of an eye, they scabbed over and recovered. Even the big man who had lost an eye felt an unbearable itch in his eye socket, and a brand-new eyeball simply grew back.
"Fuck!" The big man who had lost his eyeball had been sitting on the floor listlessly. When he heard Sha Minyan's introduction, he had merely cast Lin Qi an idle glance. But then, without warning, the wound in his chest healed, and even the eyeball that an eight-winged Wingman had dug out in a sneak attack regenerated. Both shocked and overjoyed, he sprang to his feet and strode over to Lin Qi.
"Little fellow,