Wan Cheng's eyes flashed an inexplicable look.
After giving Su Hao several bottles of body and energy recovery drug, Wan Cheng carried him to a nearby wall.
Soon, Su Hao's body underwent a rapid recovery; a moment later, there was no longer any visible critical external injuries.
These bottle of drugs seemed to play their effect quickly.
Body recovery, complete.
Energy recovery, perfect.
After experiencing a large battle, besides his clothes being stained with blood, Su Hao looked no different than normal. Wan Cheng listened carefully and found that Su Hao was actually in a deep sleep.
"This guy..." Wan Cheng shook his head and smiled bitterly.
Swish!
As space trembled, a middle-aged man leisurely walked out from the air as if his body had been integrated into the garden's surroundings. Wan Cheng quickly stood up, "Master."
"En." The middle-aged man nodded in satisfaction, "Not bad."
