Grandmaster Shi was not in sight, but he heard them just fine.
"Xiao Yue, don't worry about me. I will be fine."
Xiao Yue was speechless from both rage and pain. 'Fine' in her dictionary did not entail being heavily wounded and bleeding from a lot of cuts all around the body!
Long Zhao Feng tucked the ends of his fabricated bandages in and picked Dragon Claw up. The two people made their way back to the courtyard where Grandmaster Shi was waiting while supporting half of his body weight on his slender sword.
"Ready?" He asked.
Long Zhao Feng pushed Xiao Yue aside again before raising his sword in front of his bloody self. The bleeding was not severe, but he had lost quite some amount of blood already so his strength had decreased to some degree. Even his sight started to blur and light dizziness set in.
Grandmaster Shi could clearly see that Long Zhao Feng's eyes were unfocused.
