She did not finish what she was saying.
All spirit medicines that can heal the Dantian and meridians are extremely expensive.
Considering Duan Feng's habit of constantly fighting to increase his cultivation level, he probably doesn't have any savings to buy these medicines.
Luo Chen was silent for a while before standing up.
"I'll go check on him!"
He pushed the door open, and a cold blast shot in.
The room was even colder than outside!
There was still a glowing stove in front of the bed.
Luo Chen looked over to find Duan Feng awake, staring lifelessly at the beams of the roof.
He walked over and sighed as he saw Duan Feng.
"You're good at repairing magic tools. You could make a living running a small stall. What's the point of fighting to the death every day at the Dao Debate Platform?"
"I've said it before. With so many opportunities for risky situations, you had to eventually get hurt."
"Even if you didn't lose today, people would eventually see through you."
