YunMiao Peak, disciple living quarters.
At this moment, within the courtyard where Lo Jianying resided, twenty or thirty people were still kneeling, each one leaning askew, their expressions filled with dejection.
The two at the very front, Huang Gou and Liu Quanhai, were covered in scars from head to toe, yet they dared not make a single peep and could only kneel earnestly in the courtyard.
Ling Feng had ordered that until Lo Jianying left the sickroom, they must kneel there sincerely.
Right now, these "kneeling posts" had become the laughingstock of all the disciples in the sect, but they didn't even dare to let out a single fart.
Thinking of the tragic death of Jing Wuxue, they were chilled to the bone and could only pray that Lo Jianying would recover soon; otherwise, without sleep or food, even as martial artists of the Magnetic Condensation Realm, they wouldn't last much longer.
