The night was clear, and the island seemed even colder.
In a room, Lin Shiyuan was currently shirtless, a vast bloodstain visible across his upper chest.
His eyes were closed as he applied Third Rank medicine powder for external injuries.
He also swallowed healing pills, and the wound emitted a spirit light as it slowly healed.
But the intense pain was real and present, making his body tremble slightly.
The door soon opened, and Lin Shiming walked in. Seeing Lin Shiyuan in such a state, he felt a complex mix of emotions.
"Seventh brother..." Lin Shiyuan lowered his head. Shiming had always been very good to him and often taught him, repeatedly advising him to be cautious. Yet, in pursuit of strength, he had been impulsive many times.
Now, he was seriously injured and had used a Boundary-breaking Talisman.
But the anticipated reprimand did not come.
