"Do you have a cellphone, Su Sheng? Call an ambulance quickly..."
Xue Li was urgently trying to treat this man's injuries, otherwise the consequences might be unimaginable.
"No need. I cannot reveal myself right now, and this injury is nothing serious. Do you have any alcohol or something? Even water is fine, just to clean the wound."
Su Sheng could actually have returned by now. Although he hadn't achieved Innate, with his Grand Mastery of Swordsmanship, he was now capable of overpowering any master of the Heavenly Sword Sect. However, the path of enlightenment seemed too short. It wouldn't make sense if he resolved it in just half a night—that would be too childish.
Besides, returning with his injuries would be far from the triumphant return of a king as he had imagined.
Furthermore, his combat abilities were less than ten percent, so it was actually very dangerous to go out rashly. It would be better to stay for the night and then make plans.
