Martial artists from the Mortal World would rather die than submit, obedient only to their inner drive.
Even when Yi Long had been disabled by Yang Fei, Yi Long didn't submit to him.
But at this moment, Yi Long genuinely respected Yang Fei from the bottom of his heart.
Yi Long stood up and moved his limbs a bit.
He deeply bowed to Yang Fei, "Thank you, Brother Fei, for your help. I, Yi Long, will never forget this."
Yang Fei looked at him indifferently and lazily shrugged his shoulders, "Don't thank me, I had no choice."
"If Kong Erhu had indeed killed you, with his connections, he would definitely pin the blame on my head."
Yi Long nodded his head but didn't straighten up.
He bowed deeply again, "No matter what, you saved my life and spared me from Kong Erhu's humiliation."
"I cannot fail to acknowledge this favor."
Yang Fei fell silent, somewhat helpless.
Fan Yi came over and said coldly, "Since you're fine now, please leave."
