Tang Wuchen had finished treating his patient by then. With gratitude on his face, he bowed to Tong Qi.
After the friction between them earlier, Tang Wuchen truly had not expected a disciple of the Azure Tide Sect to lend a hand.
Yet among all the people around them, only a disciple of that sect had stepped forward.
"Thank you!"
Tong Qi waved dismissively. "You were only held back by your wounded patient. If you hadn't had someone to look after, that scum would never have been your match. He was nothing but a petty bastard taking advantage of another's predicament."
Tong Qi had fought Tang Wuchen before, so he knew better than anyone how strong the other man was.
The corners of Tang Wuchen's lips lifted slightly. "Judging by your attack just now, Fellow Daoist Tong, you really did hold back in our earlier match."
Tong Qi shook his head. "People fight differently under different circumstances. I wouldn't call it holding back. Still, I really didn't expect to see you here again."
Hearing this, Tang Wuchen realized that Tong Qi probably knew something about the Medicine Gate, or he would not have said such a thing. Looking again at the Enforcement Hall insignia on his robes, Tang Wuchen found it less surprising. After all, Tong Qi now belonged to the all-knowing Enforcement Hall.
The Eight Great Sects and the Water Moon School might have sounded like a great many sects, but the journey was long, so relatively few people had come.
The Heavenly Dawn Sect, which merely intended to fish in troubled waters and claim a share of the spoils, had not even been willing to send its stronger disciples, making it an even greater burden.
That was why they struggled so badly against the Water Moon School, which