Alas!
A sigh echoed as Chen Chen slowly shook his head in lament.
"I've also sensed it; it is indeed an internal injury."
"It seems that during our absence, the Boss encountered quite a few troubles in Modu."
More than how Song Qiao was injured, Wei Feng was more curious about how he sustained it.
"With the Boss's strength, someone could actually injure him this badly?"
"It appears Modu is truly a place where crouching tigers and hidden dragons reside!"
Amitabha.
A Buddhist chant sounded as Lu Wei tapped his prayer beads.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Benefactor Song's internal energy is potent."
"His perception has also reached the astonishing Mustard Seed realm."
"I truly anticipate the day he makes his move."
As Lu Wei moved, his taut monk's robe creaked again.
It seemed as if it might burst at any moment.
Even after traveling together, Chen Chen couldn't tolerate the killing intent that occasionally surged from him.
It made Chen Chen feel as if there was a ticking time bomb by his side, causing him unease.
Especially with his worn, tight-fitting monk's robe that looked like it could burst at any moment,
it undoubtedly intensified the sense of danger.
Wei Feng, however, felt no discomfort. He nodded slightly towards Lu Wei and said.
"Master Lu need not wait long. Once the Shan Shui team is deployed on a mission, the Boss and the others will begin their actions."
"Then, we will witness firsthand the Boss crushing that legendary Shan Shui team!"
During the week that Wei Feng and the other two arrived in Modu, they had mostly stayed in their hotel, sleeping and eating.
Under the guise of conserving energy, they actually felt quite helpless.
This was because they hadn't received any calls from Song Qiao.
Song Qiao, likewise, felt helpless. The arrival of the Shan Shui team seemed to be taking much longer than he had anticipated.
Coupled with the immense strain the security department's assessment had placed on his body.
Especially when he used the Giant Python Spitting Elixir in the end to defeat Su Fan as quickly as possible.
The concentrated and compressed internal energy required was enough for an ordinary person to comprehend for ten years.
Even for Song Qiao, more time for recuperation was needed.
Currently, the Shan Shui team's delayed arrival had, in fact, bought him some valuable time.
Therefore, most of his time this week was spent recuperating.
Seeing Song Qiao confined to his bed day after day, Gao Meng couldn't help but murmur.
"I never expected that Master, you seem so energetic normally, yet your body is so frail!"
As she spoke, the young girl chuckled behind her hand, clearly teasing Song Qiao.
Hiss~
Song Qiao, naturally annoyed, sat up in bed, inhaled sharply through his teeth, and then grinned wickedly.
"You say my body is frail? How about you come up and spar with Master?"
"I guarantee you'll be screaming with pleasure!"
"Who would scream like that? You pervert!"
Gao Meng blushed profusely from his remark.
She lowered her head, pouted coyly, and was about to turn and leave.
Knock, knock, knock.
Just then, a knock sounded at the door.
The door opened, and Jiang Rou entered with an anxious expression.
Even though her distress was evident, she maintained a respectful tone and demeanor.
"Hall Master, please forgive my presumptuous intrusion."
"It's just that the bank has been pressuring us lately."
"If you don't help soon, there won't be any more time!"
"Ah?" Song Qiao slapped his forehead with a loud sound.
Damn it!
He had completely forgotten about the matter he had promised Li Chong and Jiang Rou!
The last time Li Chong and Jiang Rou had come to him for help, he had made firm promises.
He had even invoked his identity as the Hall Master of Tongmen to reassure them.
But this week, he had been solely focused on recuperating, and if they hadn't come looking for him, he wouldn't have remembered at all!
If this got out, that he, the dignified Hall Master of Tongmen, had tricked his subordinates, how could that be tolerated?
"I'll handle it immediately! Let me finish my medicine, and then we'll go."
He sat up in bed, took the bowl of medicinal soup handed to him by Gao Meng, and drank it down in one gulp.
Casually shoving his feet into his shoes, he walked out of the house.
"Lead the way!"
Looking at Song Qiao's appearance, Jiang Rou suddenly felt a lack of confidence.
Lying in bed in broad daylight, and drinking medicine?
"Hall Master, shouldn't we call for some more people to go with us?"
Call for people?
Song Qiao was taken aback by her words. After a moment, he understood what Jiang Rou meant.
He couldn't help but smile slightly and scoffed.
"Hmph! To demand money from a woman and still need more people? That's embarrassing!"
"I can handle it myself. Let's go!"
He pushed open the door, and the two of them set off!