"Your injuries are this serious?" Huang Xiao leaped onto the city wall and sounded somewhat startled after briefly examining Hong Yi's injuries.
Most of Hong Yi's meridians had ruptured. Had his own cultivation not been so profound, he would probably have died long ago.
"I staked my life on stopping Dalhe last time!" Hong Yi said with a smile. "Now that you're back, even losing all my cultivation wouldn't amount to much. Don't worry. These injuries may be serious, but I believe I can still recover."
"Beggar, don't be so optimistic. Brother Huang, can you do anything about these injuries?" Meng Jiu asked.
"I'll treat him!" Huang Xiao nodded. "How is Brother Dugu doing?"
"His injuries are much the same as mine. Dalhe really is formidable. Right now, we're no match for him at all," Hong Yi sighed.
"Since you know how strong Dalhe is, why did you arrange to fight him in three years? Even ten years wouldn't be enough, if you ask me!" Meng Jiu said.
"Brother Hong, are you confident?" Huang Xiao also asked.
He wanted to hear Hong Yi's thoughts now, too. After all, he also felt the matter was rather uncertain.
"Confident? Hardly!" Hong Yi shook his head with a bitter smile.
"What? You're not confident?" General Yang's expression changed. "Then how can you fight him? Absolutely not! Dalhe is the foremost expert of the Esoteric Sect!"
When General Yang had heard Hong Yi's words earlier, he had assumed Hong Yi had a way to deal with him. He had never expected him to say this. Without any confidence, wasn't he courting death?
"You really aren't?" Huang Xiao asked in surprise as well.
"You're not making fools of us, are you?" Meng Jiu stared at Hong Yi with wide eyes. Hong Yi's words were simply