Facing Tan Hao's attitude, Ling Fan gave a slight nod, affirming that the matters in the hall had been essentially settled.
"Does anyone else have anything to discuss? If not, you may disperse. Those who need to tend to their wounds should do so!" Ling Fan glanced over the crowd in the hall and spoke indifferently.
Surrounded by the onlookers who felt Ling Fan's gaze sweep over them, each silently lowered their head, not daring to meet his eyes.
Peng Xiong glanced at Peng Ming, who was pale-faced, and hesitated before speaking, "Young Master Ling, this boy is seriously injured. I'll take him back for treatment first and visit you later!"
Hearing this, Ling Fan turned to look at Peng Ming and said with annoyance, "This kid is lazy to death, not diligently cultivating at all. This is the consequence!"
