"Elder Kuang must not say such things that set us apart; we are good friends bound by a sense of righteousness. If you are injured and I don't visit, how could I be at peace..."
Shiyi then glanced at the white cloth on Elder Kuang's right chest, stained red with blood, and couldn't help but exclaim,
"Elder Kuang, with your cultivation realm, even if you were injured, it shouldn't be this serious. Could it be a formidable demon beast?"
If things were not too bad, the bleeding should have stopped, right? Why does it keep seeping out like this?
Upon hearing this, Elder Kuang let out a bitter chuckle,
"It wasn't exactly a formidable demon beast, but, Young Brother Gu, you might not know, this time the demon beast somehow had endless grievance qi..."
