"Young Brother Huang? Are you all right?" Du Ge walked over to Huang Xiao and asked quietly.
"Brother Du, are you hurt?" Huang Xiao could not help asking when he saw the bloodstains covering Du Ge. In truth, it would only have been natural for Du Ge to suffer serious injuries. After all, everyone except Uncle Yan had been wounded, though to varying degrees. Du Ge's injuries were not too severe and had not damaged his muscles or bones. With ten to fifteen days of proper rest and regulated breathing, he would recover.
Mu Qiang was in an equally sorry state, but he would never have come over to chat with Huang Xiao as Du Ge had.
"What do these little wounds matter?" Du Ge laughed. Having escaped this calamity left him deeply stirred. It was not that he feared death, but that he had encountered true experts, witnessed them fight, and struggled for his own life. This experience had given him much to reflect on. He believed that, once he settled down for a proper period of secluded cultivation, his martial power would certainly advance.
"But you, Young Brother Huang-you rendered a great service protecting the princess this time. Let me congratulate you in advance!" Du Ge whispered into Huang Xiao's ear.
"Brother Du, what great service did I render? If you hadn't risked your lives holding those Demonic Path experts back, I could never have driven the carriage out of their encirclement." Huang Xiao did not want to claim the credit. Still, he understood that when rewards were handed out according to merit, he would be credited with a great service. Perhaps his contribution really would rank above those of Du Ge and the others.
"What exactly happened afterward?" When Huang Xiao broke out of the encirclement, he