According to common sense, he had just been thrown down from the second floor. Even an ordinary person would not be so miserable, let alone a powerful cultivator like him.
But the problem was that what really threw him wasn't the height of the second floor, but the strong true energy that the Four Masters deliberately wrapped around him. Even if they didn't kill him, the impact of this blow alone was enough to make him suffer.
If it had been his disciple Yu Zhe, a mid Foundation Stage expert, then it wouldn't have been as simple as a fall. He would have died on the spot, bleeding from his seven apertures.
Under the curious or gloating gazes of the surrounding passers-by, Nan tianyong could not help but be flustered and exasperated after he reacted. Although he did not dare to attack, he pointed at the window on the second floor and was about to start cursing.
