After half an hour, the disciples cleared out, though some found something they loved more than their hatred for the definite reunification. . .
Being grateful to their Fate Defying Elder.
Still, for some female disciples who were victims of men's cruel actions, the existence of someone like Yang Wei brought a strange sense of happiness.
It was as if his kindness somehow made up for the sins of those who had wronged them.
They were simply content.
Yang Wei approached Pan Huan and Huo Zhenwei.
"Is he alright?" he asked, concerned.
Trying to appear strong, Huo Zhenwei held his lightly bleeding head and grunted, "I-, I'm fine, Senior Brother. You don't need to worry about me."
Pan Huan shook her head in worry. "N-no, you're definitely not!" she contradicted.
