"I can heal your clavicle and restore your arms to normal, but there's nothing I can do about your lost cultivation. You can stay here to recuperate. After you've recovered, find a place to live in anonymity. Don't be an assassin anymore," Ye Wudao told her.
"It's no use. No matter how vast the world is, as long as they find out I'm not dead, they'll definitely kill me," Feng Wu said helplessly.
"Hey, kiddo, the world is vast and the sky is high. It's not just their organization that calls the shots. They're just an assassin group that thinks too highly of themselves, nothing but a bunch of frogs in a well. Once you jump out of that well, you'll realize they're nothing significant," Ye Wudao said disdainfully.
"Alright, it's your choice where to go from here. I don't have any interest in meddling. I'm going to treat your injuries now. Lie down and don't move. Fixing your clavicle is going to hurt a bit," he added.
