Soldier-Level Demon Hunt Squad One's tent!
"What's wrong with the captain?" Li Ang asked curiously, watching Yang Tian brew medicine as soon as he returned, then gulp it down the moment it was ready.
Yang Tian was coughing violently all the while, but no one dared disturb him.
Only after he finished a bottle of medicine did he seem much better, and his coughing stopped.
He closed his eyes and began cultivating.
No one answered Li Ang's question. They all watched Yang Tian with worried expressions.
Nobody wanted to bother with a fellow who had been bathed once at birth and then gone more than twenty years without another bath.
Perhaps Yang Tian was the only one who did not mind, since he was a man too.
Hanyu rarely spoke, Bai Xiaoxiao seemed to keep her distance from Li Ang deliberately, and Lan Ruyu merely smiled.
Qingqing could not help rolling her eyes at Li Ang before saying, "We've all been here together. How would we know what happened to him?"
Why ask when you already know?
Li Ang laughed awkwardly and scratched the back of his head.
Half an hour passed. Yang Tian seemed to have recovered considerably, and he was no longer coughing.
He opened his eyes, then touched the spot on his throat where he had been struck. There still seemed to be a mark.
A seventh-rank expert was a seventh-rank expert, all right!
With his many tricks, Yang Tian could kill sixth-rank opponents even as a fifth-rank Sky Knight!
But seventh-rank opponents were still a stretch.
Beyond the seventh rank, the gap would only grow narrower and narrower. After all, anyone who reached the seventh rank was a true expert, with over ten thousand spiritual power!
Ten thousand spiritual power was far stronger than his current