"How come so many of you are hurt?" Ye Xiao frowned and asked with concern, "Were you hurt by the palm strike of Wu Fa?"
The wounded men all nodded with warm tears in the eyes.
[Lord Xiao Monarch cares for us… I don't feel that pain anymore…]
"Here… I have some dan beads… Hmm. One, two, three, four… One hundred and twenty-seven of you…" Ye Xiao thought for a while, took out a jade bottle from the space ring, and said, "Peng Zhifa, come over here. Spread the dan beads. One for each… These are my collections. You will never get another!"
The crowd was shocked by Xiao Monarch's kind concerns and gifts.
"Xiao Monarch, you are being so nice to us…"
Peng Zhifa jumped out and laughed, "Don't worry, my lord! You can count on me…"
For Peng Zhifa, it was such an honor to be pointed out by Xiao Monarch and to told what to do. At this moment, the sarcoid on his face seemed to shine colorful lights.