Wang Li leaned against a weathered stone, his chest heaving with labored breaths. Sweat drenched his forehead, trickling down his temples as he grimaced in pain. His body had been battered, bruised, and scarred in the clash against Lin Yun.
But it wasn't just the physical toll of the battle that haunted him now; it was his oversight, his sheer miscalculation of the threat posed by Lin Yun and his shadowy organization.
'How could I have underestimated him like this?' Wang Li thought, gritting his teeth as another wave of pain surged through his body. His meridians felt like they were on fire, and every time he tried to circulate his qi, the pain intensified. The flow of energy in his body was erratic, broken in some places, almost as if his very life force had been thrown into disarray.
