Upon hearing this, Lin Qian was so furious he couldn't help but laugh.
The reason Gao Benli's so-called sworn brother Wu cut off Bai Ren's legs was simply because Bai Ren was "not qualified to fight them"?
"Let's heal your legs first, we can talk about the other things later," Lin Qian said, patting Bai Ren's shoulder in an attempt to ease his fury.
"Okay." Bai Ren nodded, but it took a moment for the reality to sink in. Surprised, he looked at Lin Qian and asked, "Heal my legs, Brother Lin? Are you sure? You're not just trying to cheer me up, right?"
Bai Ren knew all too well the state of his own legs. The area below the knees had been completely severed; he was now a cripple.
What use is a Soul Martial Artist who cannot stand?
"I would never joke about something like this!" Seeing Bai Ren's incredulous expression, Lin Qian could understand his skepticism. After all, it was hard to believe that such severe injuries could ever heal.
