A moment later, Zheng Minghong withdrew his hand.
Fang Ping wanted to rupture his internal organs again, but Li Changsheng kicked him. Enough was enough. He had already gained plenty; if he ruptured them again, Zheng Minghong would simply leave him to it. Replenishing the Indestructible Matter Zheng Minghong had just expended would take two or three years.
Seeing this, Fang Ping rose from the ground and cupped his hands. "Thank you, President Zheng, for setting aside our differences and protecting me. It is precisely because of the selfless dedication of Grandmasters that we younger martial artists of the Hua Nation have the drive to keep moving forward..."
Zheng Minghong said nothing. He stood aside and waited, acting as though nothing had happened.
Fang Ping said no more either and began healing his injuries.
But a moment later, Zheng Minghong could barely contain himself. Indestructible Matter began emerging from the brat's Golden Bones, helping his flesh regenerate.
So much for being spent!
The Indestructible Matter Fang Ping had just gotten from him was already being put to use.
That little bastard! Zheng Minghong simply closed his eyes. The more he watched, the angrier he became.
Less than a minute later, everyone looked up again to see Wu Chuan and Wu Kuishan descending, each bringing a martial artist with him. Zhang Dingnan followed behind them. After all, he was Nanjiang's governor.
One of the two men was pale and badly injured.
Everyone's expression changed at the sight. Those injuries spoke volumes.
Governor Wu would not have attacked without reason. These two had been implicated together; if one had a problem, the other probably did too.
Zheng Minghong frowned. Of the two men Governor Wu had brought back, how could he fail to recognize the calm-faced one? He was the head of