With adequate rest, Feng Wuhen and the four had recovered well from their injuries. Their robust build and physical conditions also attributed to their quick recovery.
They had been uncomfortable with any inference that they were leeching off Xiao Luo and had asked him if they could come under his employ.
"Any job will do, Brother Xiao. Please, we aren't picky." Feng Wuhen had said, with deep respect.
Xiao Luo sat on the sofa, switching between TV channels absentmindedly, checking for any interesting programs. He asked, "Are your injuries, alright, now?"
"We're alright. We healed a long time ago." Feng Wuhen pounded on his firm chest.
