"Little San, are you awake now?" Outside Tang San's room, Flender knocked on the door several times before asking.
To avoid disturbing Tang San's rest, Xiao Wu had not stayed in the same room as him, instead sharing one with Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong.
Hearing Flender's voice, Tang San stopped circulating his Soul Power. At the same time, the chill surging through his limbs and bones vanished.
Tang San swiftly adjusted his Soul Power and breathing, preventing Flender from noticing anything. Only after finishing did he reply, "Dean, I'm awake. Please come in!"
Although Flender had also joined the Tang Sect, they were accustomed to their former forms of address, so in private, they naturally would not call each other "Sect Master" and "Elder."
Flender pushed the door open and entered. Seeing that Tang San's complexion was indeed somewhat better than it had been that morning, he felt more at ease and first asked with concern, "Little San, how is your recovery from your injuries?"
"Dean, I've recovered quite well. Once we return to Heaven Dou City, I'll just find a high-level healing-type Soul Master to take a look and treat me. Then it'll be fine," Tang San answered steadily. So long as he did not mobilize his Soul Power, outsiders would not be able to see his body's true condition.
Hearing Tang San say that he had mostly recovered, Flender nodded. His expression immediately turned grave as he pulled a chair to Tang San's bedside, sat down, and said, "Little San, with Xiaogang absent, as your elder and former dean, I want to say a few things about this operation of yours. You don't have any objections, do you?"
"Of course. Say whatever you want," Tang San replied. He knew that what he had done this time had