"How are you feeling?" Mu Chen approached the Ice Ancestor, his expression shifting as he spoke. To be honest, he felt an unforgettable debt of gratitude toward the Ice Ancestor, who had helped him too many times.
"I'm fine. You've done well, kid. You overcame your opponent. Otherwise, if the fight continued, we both would have suffered." The Ice Ancestor spoke earnestly, fully aware of Kunlun Zi's fearsomeness.
"Ice Ancestor, to be honest, the only way I can repay your kindness is by sacrificing my own body," Mu Chen said with a smile.
"Get lost, leave this place quickly. I sense many are getting close," the Ice Ancestor said, his voice tinged with a coldness. Mu Chen was shameless.
"Understood." Suppressing his severe injuries, Mu Chen gritted his teeth and vanished from sight.
Without another word, the Ice Ancestor also disappeared.
After both had left, the Sanctioners soon arrived on the scene, their faces turning sour at what they saw.
