"I'm fine." Yu Shangrong did not move. He smiled faintly and looked at the Nether Sect's flying chariot in the sky as he said, "Look…"
Si Wuya looked at it and did not see anything out of the ordinary. An expression of confusion could be seen on his face as he mulled over what Yu Shangrong's words meant.
Yu Shangrong continued to say, "Eldest Senior Brother has been injured by me. He's only pretending he's unaffected… Well, I'm his junior brother after all. I should let him save face."
Upon hearing this, Si Wuya finally understood what Yu Shangrong meant. Although he did not know if Yu Shangrong truly injured Yu Zhenghai, he cupped his fists and said, "This means you're more skilled, Second Senior Brother."
"There's no need to mention it," Yu Shangrong said lightly.
...
Meanwhile, Yu Zhenghai returned to his flying chariot.
Hua Chongyang, Bai Yuqing, Yang Yan, and Di Qing bowed at the same time. "Welcome back, sect master!"
