Long Qie walked into Xiao Zheng's room, still carrying a breakfast tray in his hand.
Seeing Xiao Zheng sitting on the bed, looking much better than yesterday, a smile appeared on Long Qie's face: "It seems you rested well last night; you look much better than yesterday."
As he spoke, he placed the breakfast on the bedside table.
Xiao Zheng glanced at him and then asked, "Where are Evil Eyes and the others? What's happening outside now?"
Upon hearing this, Long Qie first brought a chair over for himself, sat down, and then spoke: "Evil Eyes and the others are fine. After a night's rest, everyone has recovered quite well. Moreover, the casualty report is out. In yesterday's battle, we lost less than three thousand people."
"Of these three thousand, Sky Net only lost thirty-six people; the rest were from the Blood Clan."
