"Ye Chen, thank you!" At this moment, Ye Hao's eyes turned red, and a warm current surged in his heart.
Over the years, he had suffered too much humiliation, yet no one ever stood up for him.
Who would stand up for him, the most useless waste of War King Hall!
No one would dare offend the soaring Luo Yang for someone like him.
But now, Ye Chen, his childhood companion, finally stood up for him fiercely.
While he felt immensely grateful, he also felt exceptionally relieved.
"Big brother Ye Hao, if you ever need anything, you can come to me. I will ask Elder Ouyang to completely heal your injuries, so you can cultivate normally." Ye Chen smiled slightly and helped Ye Hao up.
"Ye Chen, don't worry about my matters for now. In less than a month, you will go to the Life and Death Battle Platform for a duel to the death with Duanmu Jie. You must seize the time to cultivate." Ye Hao said with deep concern.
Although Ye Chen now had the ability to defeat Luo Yang,
