"Cough, cough, cough..."
As the breath that Tang Long had been holding was suddenly released, he felt a sensation like swimming through water. When he opened his eyes, he saw Chen Feng's hand on his chest, healing his wounds.
"Brother Feng..."
Having been beaten to such a state, Tang Long felt somewhat ashamed to look into Chen Feng's eyes, especially since Brother Feng had warned him to be careful of these Indian Asans. Although he hadn't been careless, he still felt embarrassed for not being a match for his opponent.
Chen Feng, understanding his thoughts, didn't blame him, "All good now? If you're okay, then get up. You've just lost once to them; there's no shame in that."
