Ho Ming also took the opportunity to take a pill to recuperate his Qi and energy.
Jian Xin could only look on with envy.
He had no Blood and Qi Restoration pills left.
And from the looks of it, this 'Guo He Ru' and Ho Ming's pill bottles were still full of pills.
"Your head is bleeding. Are you sure you don't want to heal it?" Lin Fan pointed to the bloodied face of Jian Xin.
Jian Xin quickly cooked up an excuse. "I... uh... My master, the Sword Saint, believes in slowly healing the wounds so that we can remember our mistakes."
"Good on you for listening to your master," Lin Fan said.
He turned and checked on what was happening.
Survivors were trying to make sense of what happened.
Some were crying with the bodies of their loved ones in their laps.
Small kids who had lost their parents wandered onto the streets trying to seek help.
But everyone already had their hands full.
"Help me!"
