When Wei Yang slowly woke from his coma, rain was falling outside the window.
It was evening, and the room was dark and gloomy, making Wei Yang mistakenly think he had already entered the realm of ghosts.
Until a girl dressed as a maid walked in carrying a copper basin.
Seeing Wei Yang awake, she first blinked in surprise, then set down the basin and hurried out.
Before long, Li Shenshan strode in through the door.
He smiled at Wei Yang. "Awake? Tsk, look at that expression. You look as though you've seen a ghost."
Wei Yang had already sat up in bed.
He discovered that he was still flesh and blood, though his primordial qi was rather weak.
But all his wounds had been treated. His broken bones had been set, and his severed tendons and meridians had been reconnected.
Clearly, this had to be the work of a renowned physician.
Their skill at setting bones and reconnecting meridians was excellent, leaving Wei Yang with no lingering complications.
"You're Li Shenshan?" Wei Yang looked at him in disbelief, then grew thoughtful. "I remember being in the Embroidery Guard's prison before I passed out. Shenshan, did you break into the prison to rescue me? No words of thanks could repay such kindness-"
"Hold your thanks!" Li Shenshan sat beside the bed, shaking his head as he interrupted Wei Yang. "It was my hall master who broke into the prison and rescued you, not me. At most, I lent a hand."
Wei Yang froze at his words. "Your hall master?"
"Chu Xisheng, master of the Iron Banner Gang's West Mountain Hall!" Li Shenshan nodded slightly and pointed to the iron banner embroidered on his clothes. "You've spent quite some time in Xiushui Commandery. You must have heard of the Iron Banner