Seeing He Chang'an's eyes open, Xu Kai let out a sigh of relief, then waved his uninjured right hand in front of his face.
"Old He, how many is this?"
He Chang'an spat out a mouthful of bloody foam. "Cut the fucking crap. I'm not an idiot."
"Alright, looks like you're fine!" Xu Kai was now completely at ease.
He Chang'an rolled over and sat up. He first glanced at the completely collapsed Jiaotai Hall beside them, then at the corpse Wu Liangchen had pulled out. A look of deep horror filled his face.
Then, he dropped to his knees and kowtowed several times to Wu Liangchen and Jiang Minghai.
"Thank you both for saving my life. I, He Chang'an, will engrave this kindness in my very soul. I am willing to serve you faithfully to repay this great debt."
Wu Liangchen smiled. "That won't be necessary. Your injuries are quite severe. You should go back and rest for now."
He Chang'an tried to say something more, but Xu Kai forcibly dragged him away.
