Shuang Yun slapped him on the back and said angrily, "What nonsense are you talking about? Even if I have to drag you back, I'll do it!"
Feng Lan wiped his eyes with his remaining left hand. "I can't drag you down!"
"Nonsense! As the leader, I don't think you're a burden, so who dares to say you're a burden?!"
Feng Lan glanced at his right arm. There was nothing below the elbow.
It would be difficult for him to maintain his balance in the future, let alone fight.
"I'm already crippled."
Shuang Yun pressed his shoulder. "Don't be discouraged. You'll get better."
"Patriarch, you don't have to comfort me. I know I can't get better in my current state…"
Huanhuan suddenly interrupted him and said firmly, "You'll get better!"
Feng Lan was stunned.
When Shuang Yun said those words, he was surely just comforting Feng Lan. However, as a witch doctor, Huanhuan wouldn't say such things without confidence.
