Secondly, his fingers and shoulder bones were broken by Li Ping'an, and the injuries were too severe.
With another thump, Xie Wenren tried to stand up again, but uncontrollably fell, landing even more wretchedly, covered in blood and stained all over with mud, which made Li Ping'an feel somewhat sympathetic.
"Xie Wenren of the Flame Cloud Sect, are you willing to admit defeat?"
The four Night Travelers, seeing that the allotted time for the fight to the death had ended and having other matters to attend to, were eager to return to record the event in the official logs. They were now waiting for Xie Wenren's response. As soon as Xie Wenren admitted defeat, the matter would be settled once and for all, completely erased. If anyone sought to bring it up later, the Night Traveler's Bureau would have to get involved.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"
