Xie Fengkai had come to lend him support, after all, so he deserved something in return.
That was how Li Yan saw it. Naturally, he would not "hold anything back," and immediately told him the truth about Elder Longjiao's current condition.
Wanxiang and Wancang could not help chanting the Buddha's name again, both thinking to themselves.
This Benefactor Zhang is no soft touch. He's openly borrowing another man's blade to kill, cutting out the roots along with the weeds!
"Good, good, good! Fellow Daoist Zhang, you speak your mind. You're well worth befriending. I'll take my leave now, or there might not even be a sip of soup left for me! Hahaha!
"The two masters are kindhearted men. Fellow Daoist Zhang, would you like to come along?"
Amid his laughter, he fixed his bright eyes on Li Yan and spoke quickly.
"Me? I won't be going. Winning one round against him was reward enough!"
As he spoke, a faint, concealed trace of gray suddenly rose across Li Yan's face, only to vanish in an instant.
A sharp gleam stirred in Xie Fengkai's eyes. He promptly glanced at Wanxiang and Wancang, but seeing them simply smiling at him, he immediately laughed again.
"Very well, then I'll be off!"
With that, he flicked his broad sleeve, rose into the air, and swiftly departed.
As soon as Xie Fengkai left, Master Wanxiang frowned and looked at Li Yan.
"Young Friend Zhang, has the lingering poison in your body still not been completely cleared?"
"Hehehe, thank you both for protecting me. Otherwise, this Fellow Daoist Xie..."
"This was our fault. We should not have brought him here. Amitabha, this poor monk miscalculated!
"As members of the Human Race, we are particularly easy targets on the Lost Continent. Supporting one another is necessary. There is