Judgment City.
"Move, move, move!!"
"Out of the way!"
"Get the healing-type soul masters here, now!"
Qian Jun and Gui Mei returned to Judgment City with four thousand soldiers of the Judgment Heavenly Army. When Jiang Mo, Yue Guan, and the others learned that Murong Huai had been injured and had fallen unconscious, they hurriedly summoned every healing-type soul master in Judgment City to examine him.
The others paced anxiously outside the room. Dugu Bo looked at Qian Jun and Gui Mei and could not help but rebuke them furiously.
"You two, how were you watching over the chief? How did you let him suffer such severe injuries?!"
"Exactly! And after bringing so many soul cannon artifacts with you, too!!"
"..."
Hearing their accusations, Qian Jun and Gui Mei had no way to defend themselves. Just then, the room door opened, and several healing-type soul masters walked out.
"Rest assured, Commanders. The chief is not seriously injured. He merely exhausted his Soul Power. We have already administered a restorative potion to him, and he will wake up soon."
Everyone sighed in relief at those words, especially Qian Jun and Gui Mei. Although Gu Changfeng had told them that Murong Huai was alright, only now did they truly set their minds at ease.
"That's good, that's good..."
Dugu Bo chuckled from the side. "Enough. You two should think about how you're going to face the Pope, the Worshippers, and the Elders..."
As he spoke, Dugu Bo gave the two another look and clicked his tongue. "Tsk, tsk, those skinny arms and legs..."
Only then did Qian Jun and Gui Mei realize it. The Murong Clan members were famously protective of their own. Once they learned that their child had fallen unconscious, they would certainly vent their anger on the two of