"Humph" Old Yang took a deep breath and looked towards Zhu Long, who lied on the ground.
"Lass, go and pick up your master… I can't help but feel a bit concerned about him now. That battle would have been difficult, but not enough for him to pass out of exhaustion. Ah… I fear of what might happen soon… I guess it's all on fate." Old Yang said as he looked towards Chun Tao, he looked a bit sad/
Chun Tao was confused by Old Yang's words, but she listened to him and went to pick up Zhu Long. But just before she could do so, Zhu Long got up on his own. "Old Yang, Don't worry about me, I… I won't disappoint you. I've thought about it and have come to the conclusion that if I lose, the worst might happen. So I won't make the same mistakes that I did before. I won't make you worry about me." Zhu Long's expression was that of confidence. He really meant those words.