Xing Tian was carried away, taken to the reception hall to rest.
Ji Mo was busy tending to him at his side, also fulfilling their brotherhood on Wu Wang's behalf.
The young general, Xue Kailong, was supported back by his own family's guards, his expression deathly pale, legs trembling, face filled with a touch of panic, mumbling words like 'freedom' and 'I am free.'
Lin Qi deliberately waited a while before appearing at the hall's entrance. Not caring about the surrounding gazes, he walked back and took his seat beside Wu Wang with his hands behind his back.
"Teacher..."
Wu Wang said, "You've worked hard."
"Mhm," Lin Qi responded, his eyes reflecting a bit of contemplation. Then he closed his eyes to concentrate, sitting down next to him to meditate and cultivate.
