"Go rest, Hall Master! If anyone dares to challenge our sect, I will be there to fight him!"
"That's right! We'll be there to fight them!"
Having seen the explosive fight, each and every one of Qin Fen's comrades had their blood surge and boil. Their roaring voices resonated through the skies above the street.
Qin Fen really was tired. He was so tired that he lacked even the strength to open his mouth and talk. A gentle twitch of his lips was the most he could do as a response, so he simply chose to leave the scene.
Qin Fen logged out from the Sky Battle Net and found himself lying on his bed. The sheets of his entire bed were all soaked clear with sweat. The fight this time had consumed far too much of his strength.
Lying on his sweaty sheets, Qin Fen had no intention of getting up and changing the sheets. He was far too tired from the fight. Just the effort of moving a mere finger felt like an action that consumed enormous strength.
