Xu Wuyi hurried over, his gaze quickly sweeping across their injuries. "Teacher Wang, Teacher Zhou, your wounds..."
"Not dead yet." Wang Wenhai waved a hand, trying to look relaxed, but the movement pulled at his wound, making him grimace in pain.
"Two broken ribs and some organ shock. I'll be fine after lying down for a month or so back home. Your Teacher Zhou has a fracture in her left arm and got hit in the forehead by some flying rubble. Nothing major."
He looked Xu Wuyi up and down. Seeing that he was disheveled but moving freely with no obvious new wounds, he let out a visible sigh of relief.
"You kid... damn! I heard about it later. You took down all five Commanders in Zone B3 by yourself? And Zone B1, Zone C2... Holy cow, you've killed more Commander Level beasts today than I've seen in my entire life!"
His voice was filled with shock, admiration, and even more, a sense of vicarious pride.
