"Artisan Li, the casualty count is in. Eight of our men were wounded, twelve Combat Puppets were destroyed, and ten were damaged..."
"Fortunately, the Field Camp held firm, and the enemy withdrew. There was no serious harm done."
"All right, I understand. Bring all the wounded here."
Li Chen sat in a house within the Field Camp, listening to his guards' report. Before long, Old Hong and several other wounded men were helped inside, closely followed by three severely wounded men carried on stretchers.
One had had his belly ripped open by a savage beast's claws. Had he not been rescued in time, he might well have died. The other two had suffered multiple fractures and were covered in wounds, their blood nearly drained dry.
Everyone else also bore injuries of varying severity.
Qi Maigu came in from outside, followed by several disciples of the Golden Sun Gate.
"Come, come. The Puppeteer Dao Path encompasses the Art of a Hundred Crafts, and among those hundred crafts is medicine. Divine Artisan Yan Shi's Creation-Promotion Secret Art is, at its heart, an exceedingly profound Biological Creation Secret Art. Saving the dying and healing the wounded is its most basic application."
"Take this opportunity to get some practice and review what you've learned."
The disciples all answered, "Yes!"
Old Hong and the others' expressions changed. "Master Artisan Qi, do you think we're deaf? We heard all of that!"
Qi Maigu laughed heartily. "Rest assured. These apprentices of mine haven't finished their training yet, but their medicine-craft art is quite respectable. At the very least, it's more than enough to deal with injuries like yours."
"Besides, Fellow Daoist Li and I are here to watch over them. What could possibly go wrong?"
Yu Feng added, "Uncle, high-ranking Puppet Masters rise from apprentices like us,