With both his hands crippled, Lui Yifa obviously couldn't participate in the upcoming battles.
The Black Emperor led him to the side and began treating his wounds with the pills Jiang Chen had left behind.
Lui Yifa's face was a mask of misery. "Little Black, is it possible for me to recover?"
"Relax. Even if Jiang Chen can't help you recover, this Emperor has plenty of ways!" the Black Emperor said, thumping his chest. "For now, let's just watch quietly from the sidelines as Jiang Chen avenges you!"
"Okay."
Lui Yifa nodded, but the look on his face didn't change much.
He gritted his teeth, his gaze fixed on the silent Jiang Chen, a storm of emotions churning within him.
Just then, on Arena 32, Zhong Yi defeated another opponent and leaped from the stage, a look of delight on his face.
