Chapter 289: Not a requirement, but an inevitability
Ding Yi and the other disciple also stopped. The burly man known as Uncle Qiao, whose arm had been dislocated, casually braced his right shoulder with his left hand and pushed. With a crack, his right arm snapped back into place.
"My lady!"
Dawn had little in the way of elaborate formalities. A simple cupped-fist salute served as a greeting.
They also noticed Zhang Yi.
The nail bed of the man's left pinky was a bloody mess. It looked as though someone had pulled out the nail and stirred a knife around inside. It was easy to imagine how much it hurt.
Even though Zhang Yi clamped his right hand tightly around his pinky, thin spurts of blood still occasionally escaped.
"Ah... help me! Aren't you... huff... going to do something? My hand! Hiss... ah..."
Zhang Yi was already drenched in sweat from the pain, his voice filled with terror.
Su Su sighed. However wild and uninhibited her witch state made her, she was still Su Su. A whole Flower of Life, half the size of her palm, flew out from inside her cloak, its dozens of petals packed tightly together.
Then she grabbed Zhang Yi by the jaw and stuffed the entire flower into his mouth.
"Chew gently and suck the juice from the petals. It will ease your pain."
Had it been Baru, he probably would have simply knocked him unconscious and called it done.
In his agony, Zhang Yi instinctively obeyed. The flower filled his mouth, and he chewed a few times with difficulty. There was none of the bitter plant taste he had expected. Instead, a sweet fragrance filled his mouth and flooded his nose. As he swallowed his saliva and the flower's juice, a powerful surge of