“It was a joke. It’s already a miracle you managed to survive considering the circumstances.” Hong Jianglong sighed.0

“You’re a great man, my lord.” Ye Qing paid the Pacification Commissioner a compliment.0

“Are you sure you want to spend your energy licking my boots?” Hong Jianglong snorted. “Anyway, it’s going to take between ten to fifteen days to treat your injuries. Moreover, it’s imperative that they are treated as soon as possible, or the sequelae will haunt you for a very, very long time. It’s unfortunate, but I think your journey in the Hidden Dragon Meet ends here.”0

“It’s fine. I’m satisfied with just being a quarter finalist.” Ye Qing smiled. He was already planning to throw in the towel after killing Zhao Lan anyway. The fact that Zhao Lan went super saiyan on him just made things easier. He preferred keeping a low profile much more than the opposite.0

“Hmph! A young man shouldn’t be this unambitious! You disappoint me!” Hong Jianglong ranted.3

“Hehe—cough! Cough!” Ye Qing spat out bloody spittle before saying, “By the way, and I apologize for my rudeness, but can you move as we speak, my lord? I’m seriously gonna die if you keep standing here and doing nothing!”3

“Hah! The good die young, and the bad lives forever. Seeing...0