"Yes!"
Shang Tiefeng left.
The fierce battle in the forest today had left him with considerable internal injuries, but he had been managing to hold on due to his profound martial arts skills.
Once he returns, he must immediately seclude himself to heal, or else if he leaves a lingering ailment, it would be troublesome.
Just as he bid farewell to Shang Tiefeng, Jiao Yousong from the Guangrui Martial Arts Hall arrived.
Although Zhao Ya hadn't known him for long, only having brief contact while defending the North Gate.
Now, however, the two seemed to share an unspoken understanding like old friends, as Jiao Yousong handed a delicate small jar to Zhao Ya.
"This is a secret recipe ointment from our Martial Arts Hall, very effective for treating external injuries and bone fractures. My master asked me to bring it to see if it could help Master Lu."
Zhao Ya accepted the jar, and once again expressed his sincere gratitude.
