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Chapter 46: Chapter Forty-Two: Injured

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The merry vacation passed all too quickly, and Tang Luo, once again accompanied by his brother, bid farewell to their mother and Little Nuannuan, and returned to the Martial Hall.

However, as soon as they stepped through the gates of the Martial Hall, Bo Shan hurriedly approached them.

“Instructor Tang, there’s been an incident.”

“You go back to the training ground first.” Tang Luo patted his little brother on the shoulder and then asked, “What happened and why are you so frantic?” “Fang Han was seriously injured!”

“What? How did that happen?” Tang Luo frowned, utterly perplexed.

“Let’s talk as we walk.” Bo Shan gestured with his single arm motioning the path ahead, and led Tang Luo onwards.

“This morning, after the training session, Fang Han unexpectedly insulted Pang Yan and others. He provoked them, claiming a desire to show them the gap between a genius and the Mortal Realm, and challenged them to a three-on-one duel.”

“They are all young and naturally got upset, so four of them went up to the arena.”

“Fang Han fought against Pang Yan, Zhan Ping, and Bao Zuo.”

“As soon as he stepped on the stage, Fang Han was like a tiger among lambs, knocking Pang Yan off the arena before they had a chance to react.”

“In the meantime, Zhan Ping used the force of the Shadow Moon Fist to cast a shadow over Fang Han.”

“Zhan Ping and Bao Zuo attacked Fang Han from inside the shadow.”

“After an intense exchange, Zhan Ping was knocked out of the confrontation, while Bao Zuo struck Fang Han’s back with the Abyssal Flame Blade.”

“Perhaps because of the harsh words from Fang Han, Bao Zuo went too far and almost split Fang Han in half with the Abyssal Flame Blade.”

“Fortunately, Fang Han’s constitution is extraordinary. The medics managed to save his life. He is now resting in his room.”

During this conversation, the two men arrived at Fang Han’s dormitory on the first floor of South Seven District.

Many students from the No.7 training room were gathered at the front door, whispering to each other, peeping into the room from the door frame. Their expressions differed; worry and nervousness were absent. Most seemed relieved and curious.

Tang, Instructor

and Bo

the students switched to serious faces and saluted the

you supposed to be training? All of you, get

Tang Luo and

of medication was pungent enough to cause one to wrinkle their brow. Upon entering, they saw Pang Yan

few tables, chairs, and wardrobes, there were just three wooden beds. Fang Han was lying in the middle

Luo responded, his face neutral. “Everyone else, leave. I need

before leaving with their heads bowed. As Bao

your concern anymore. Leave.” Tang Luo waved

others had left, Bo Shan nodded at Tang Luo and also left

Luo expressionlessly closed the door and

the wooden legs grazing the floor as he moved it

sat down, looking down at Fang Han lying on the bed, carefully studying the gifted youngster before

wrapped in bandages, stretching from his left shoulder to his lower back—a deep

bandages had spots of bright red, particularly at the lower

was frighteningly pale, his gaze flitting to meet eyes with Tang Luo, seemingly too ashamed to face

simply looking down at the

the medicinal herbs in the air, the room was

wear such a solemn expression. There seemed to be no warmth in his eyes, as if he were a deity gazing down from

Han couldn’t help but speak

but anyone could hear the confusion and anger hidden beneath

panicked, uncertain of how to

was truly

he saw Fang Han, he knew that Fang Han was a lone wolf. He originally thought that as time passed, that Fang would be grateful and obedient. However, it seemed that Fang Han remained the same Fang

of silence was too much to

don’t understand what

Tang Luo let out a derisive chuckle, which sounded particularly harsh

you don’t understand, then rest and recover from

Luo coldly left these

retreating figure. The panic vanished from

Luo was very angry. He felt that he now understood Fang Han’s

scheming bastard”, he

Luo, it was to

sleep, and practice, for someone like Fang Han who was born an orphan, they understand the