Back in the Battle Hall, Tang Luo was now disconnected from the outside clamor.
Convinced that the Mi Clan wouldn't confront him over the destruction of their house by his battle chariot, he just had to deal with the current situation.
"Instructor Bo Shan, perhaps you should go to the herbal hall to examine your injuries?" Tang Luo suggested, looking at Bo Shan's pale face. He admired Bo Shan's bravery for daring to fight against three opponents who had broken through the Mortal Realm, not changing his expression even when injured. What a real man.
The real man shook his head.
"No need, I need to get back to the cultivation ground." Bo Shan replied. As the instructor of Cultivation Ground No. 7, he couldn't abandon his position. He had already erred by leaving his post, and since he was back, he should return to the cultivation ground first.
