Luo Han passed him a bottle of medicine, "With such a capable assistant as yourself, this King naturally will devise a way to restore your dantian so you can resume cultivation."
"Really?"
Qi Ling tightly gripped the hem of Luo Han's robe.
"Rest assured, this is a trivial matter for this King."
Luo Han smiled slightly and first took him back to the Undersea Dragon Ruins.
"Recover well here, and later I'll have Jianxin come to take care of you."
"Very well... thank you, Your Highness!"
Qi Ling looked at him with tears of gratitude.
After Luo Han left, Qi Ling casually collapsed onto the bed.
He stared at the ceiling above, his eyes reflecting a tinge of contemplation.
Several times gravely injured, Luo Han had stepped in to heal him. Even now, with his cultivation destroyed, Luo Han was determined to help him recover.
Luo Han was proving to be too competent as a superior.
Ordinary superiors, if their subordinates were disabled, wouldn't they just replace them?
