Or perhaps he had taken all the blame upon himself?
Without pondering for long, Ning Qinghe nodded in agreement.
"Then let's go take a look."
"I should apologize while I'm at it. After all, I caused their injuries."
It was clearly Yu Xiaogang who had proposed the fight, yet Ning Qinghe took the responsibility upon himself.
Even Yu Yuanzhen felt a little embarrassed.
With a complicated expression, Yu Yuanzhen finally opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing more.
Ning Qinghe led the way in front, while Chen Xin and Yu Yuanzhen followed like guardians at his sides.
Together, they went to see Yu Xiaogang and Tang San.
The two of them were staying in the same hospital room.
Having only just regained consciousness, they were both still somewhat dazed as they lay in their beds.
Tang San was wrapped in numerous bandages, bundled up like a little dumpling. His vacant eyes stared at the ceiling. This defeat had dealt him a crushing blow.
It also made him begin reflecting on himself and considering the future.
In the end, he even somewhat came to believe, My teacher really isn't reliable at all.
In his eyes, the title of "master" was becoming increasingly watered down.
As for Yu Xiaogang, he was weak and powerless, completely unaware that his good disciple's dissatisfaction with him was steadily mounting.
Click.
Along with the sound of the door opening, several figures appeared.
Hearing someone enter, Yu Xiaogang turned his head to look.
He saw the gentle and refined Ning Qinghe push open the door and walk in. Upon seeing him, Ning Qinghe immediately apologized.
"Sorry for hurting you. I already did my best to hold back my strength just now."
"Sorry for hurting you. I already did my best to hold back my strength just now."