After Yang Chan began administering treatment, the commotion inside the T-shaped Room was quickly brought under control. He wasn't flustered, which put the injured disciples at ease.
The sounds of clashing swords and pained screams from outside also began to fade, a clear sign that the situation was being contained.
The lingering tension on the injured disciples' faces finally melted away.
"You lie down too. Let me bandage you up."
Yang Chan said, looking at an injured disciple who was still bleeding.
Only then did his hand relax slightly, no longer hovering over his Plum Blossom Sleeve Arrow.
Yang Chan appeared calm and focused on treating the injured disciples, but in reality, he had not let his guard down for a moment. He only truly relaxed when the sounds outside subsided.
"Senior Brother Yang, should I go scout out the situation?"
Sun Qi Wu asked, watching as Yang Chan bandaged another disciple.
"Alright. If you run into danger, retreat immediately. Be careful."
