"Pill master Qiu, how are you? are you alright?" Wu Sansi looked at Qiu zhenwen, who had collapsed on the ground like a pile of mud, and his heart palpitated.
Ruthless. He was really ruthless. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that this pig-headed old man was Qiu zhenwen. It was true that a Sage level expert's vitality was stronger after the spirit lightning marrow cleansing, but he couldn't withstand their joint attack. This time, old Qiu would be seriously injured, if not dead.
"Ling Chuxi ... This old man ... This old man is not done with you." Qiu zhenwen had been beaten up by a few young juniors in front of so many influential families and suzerains. He had lost all his face and was injured quite badly. He spat out a mouthful of blood in shame and anger and fainted on the spot.
"What do we do now?" Wu Sansi asked the others.
"Forget it, I'll have someone send him back to the Qiu family first." Lu fangming said.