"Little Fish, is this really okay?"
Stelle asked this on their way to the Divine Strategy Mansion.
Not long ago, they had more or less completed this mission, so they could head to the Divine Strategy Mansion to report in first.
But... the way Jiang Yu had handled things at the end left Stelle a little worried.
After all, even she had learned a thing or two about etiquette after all this exploration and adventure, yet Jiang Yu had acted on his own, bypassing Jing Yuan entirely.
Whatever else, Jing Yuan was the Luofu's general, the man at the helm of this Xianzhou.
She kept feeling that Jiang Yu's actions were a little inappropriate.
As they spoke, the scene of exactly how Jiang Yu had dealt with those members of the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus began circling through her mind again.
At the time, Divine Spear Zhixin had been arrogant and confident, wanting to take on all four of them alone.
But unlike Little Fish's usual confidence, this guy had somewhat overestimated his own strength, then, to absolutely no one's surprise, received a thorough beating.
In the end, Zhixin lay on the ground, his face bruised and swollen, his eyes vacant. He let out sobs as faint as a mosquito's buzz, his spirit broken, and said nothing more.
"Seriously, you wanted to take all four of us on with skills like that?!"
March 7th stared at Zhixin in utter bewilderment. Her question was like a steel spear, mercilessly piercing his already faltering heart.
He had joined the Disciples of Sanctus Medicus because his resolve was weak and his mind impure, yet even after joining, he had still been thrashed by Jiang Yu, and then thrashed by these capable fighters from the Astral Express.
This left his already battered psyche hanging