"In that case, I really do have to go back in person."
Tang Ming let out a sigh. In front of the national machinery, personal power ultimately seemed utterly insignificant. If they really wanted to do something to you, they could do whatever they wanted, couldn't they?
"Rest for a night first. Tomorrow I'll go with you to the Heavenly Martial Poison Sect, so we can look out for each other on the road."
Meng Xianjun nodded, turned around and waved at Tang Ming. "Let's go, I know a safe place."
"I'd rather not waste time. I'll head back to the Sect right now."
Tang Ming hurriedly called out.
"Big Bro, can't you at least help treat my injuries first?"
Meng Xianjun looked back at Tang Ming, annoyed. "I'm seriously hurt right now. If I rely on my body's natural recovery it'll take at least half a month before I'm healed."
"Alright then, let's find a place and I'll treat you first."
Tang Ming gave an awkward smile and hastily chased after Meng Xianjun.
