At that moment, the evil fire inside Ma Hongjun showed signs of erupting again. But with bones dislocated in several places and his whole body wrapped in bandages, he could not move even if he wanted to vent his urges. All he could do was stare helplessly at Grandmaster.
Flender glanced at Ma Hongjun, who lay on the hospital bed like a mummy, and said jokingly to Grandmaster, "Xiao Gang, I'll leave Hongjun in your care for the next few days. Study that evil fire inside him properly and see if you can find a good solution."
"Don't worry. In Hongjun's current condition, even if his evil fire erupts again, your backside will be safe." Seeing Grandmaster's concern, Flender patted his shoulder and chuckled.
Grandmaster shot Flender an irritated glare. "If I weren't trying to hide from Erlong, I wouldn't be here helping you look after him."
"It's been so many years. You can't keep hiding from her forever." Flender suddenly changed the subject.
Grandmaster sighed. "I don't want to hide from her either, but... she's still my cousin. Forget it. I'll stay here and look after Ma Hongjun for now."
"You..." Flender glared at Grandmaster, unable to get a word out for a long while. "Forget it. That's between the two of you. Since you still don't want to see Erlong, use this time to study Hongjun's evil fire properly."
"If Hongjun's evil fire remains unresolved, he's practically a time bomb. Xiao Gang, you're a master of theory in the world of martial souls. I'm sure you can find a solution." With that, Flender patted Grandmaster's shoulder, turned, and left the room.
Looking at Ma Hongjun lying on the bed, wrapped head to toe in bandages with only his little eyes darting about, Grandmaster kept feeling as though something