Li Feng's mouth twitched slightly at the sight.
He didn't know whether he should laugh or feel annoyed.
He had never imagined he would encounter someone even more shameless than himself today.
Seeing his look, General Zhang Kuo let out a rough, tired laugh as he leaned heavily on his battle axe.
"Haha... those cowards from the Rain Pavilion are famous for being slippery. Once they realize the situation is unfavorable, they run faster than anyone. Still... you've helped this old man greatly today, Envoy Li Feng."
Li Feng shook his head with a helpless smile and walked over to check on the heavily injured General.
"General, let's stabilize your condition first. You look rather beaten up. Is it poison?"
Li Feng could clearly see that this Golden Core old man was struggling.
His spiritual energy was fluctuating chaotically, and black veins were visibly spreading across his neck and arms.
