"Old man, is there any way to heal this injury?"
Chen Tang asked.
The chubby old man shook his head and said, "No way. Those two Barbarian Grandmasters are assured to leave only after striking a lethal blow, certain that I am now a cripple."
Chen Tang comforted, "There will always be a way."
The chubby old man's eyes flickered, but he stayed silent.
Li Zhongmou looked remorseful and said, "Senior, I apologize, it's our fault for implicating you."
"Ha ha!"
The chubby old man laughed heartily and said, "Even if you hadn't come, the Barbarian ambitions are clear; they would have come south sooner or later, and I still wouldn't have escaped this disaster."
"In this life, I've traversed north and south, killed corrupt officials, eradicated bandits, drunk the strongest wines, have several friends who shared life and death, taught proud disciples, and even sneaked into the Imperial Palace, ha ha!"
