"Boss... you..."
The young girl's eyes were red as she tremblingly wrapped Qiong Shan's wounds. His left shoulder was shattered, the flesh of his upper arm a bloody mess.
The agony was unbearable, and Qiong Shan could only force a smile.
"Enough. Crying like some damn woman!"
"I am a woman!"
"Boss, should we call all your men over and slaughter that—"
"Quiet!"
Qiong Shan suddenly bellowed, showing no affection as he cursed outright.
"You wasteful woman, do you know how terrifying that man is? The fact that I came back alive is already a blessing amid misfortune."
"Go tell the brothers to maintain the status quo. No one is to disobey!"
Seeing that the bleeding had stopped, Qiong Shan patted her waist. "All right, I'm going to see that man first. Don't ever say such things again!"
Qiong Shan limped out of the room and headed toward the elegant chamber where Wang Xuance was staying.
Knock!
Knock!
Qiong Shan knocked on the door with one arm, his expression desolate, his eyes full of unwillingness and helplessness.
"Come in!"
Creak—
Qiong Shan stepped inside and was first slightly stunned. The wound at Wang Xuance's waist had healed perfectly, without the slightest trace of injury.
He knew that his Qi-Driven Sword Control strike had cost him the end of his martial path. Though it had failed to kill Wang Xuance, piercing flesh and blood had still forced him to pay a heavy price.
Yet only a few hours had passed. Not only had this man's aura grown stronger, his injuries had recovered. He even vaguely showed signs of soaring forward by leaps and bounds!
What kind of monster had I encountered? Was he really here for training?!
"Have your injuries stopped worsening?"
Wang Xuance glanced at him and closed the Azure