"Some of them were injured," said disciple Wen.
Liu Yang's brows furrowed at that. He asked after a moment of silence, "What about their leader?"
The head disciple frowned and thought for a moment before saying, "Their leader wasn't fighting. He stood there at the boundary in his black hoodie dress, staring at the fight. Even when some of his guys were injured, he didn't care a single bit. He continued to stand there without saying a single word."
Liu Yang's breath released as his shoulders relaxed a bit. He nodded. "Alright. Go do your duty. Don't forget to tell your master about this event."
The head disciple nodded and walked away.
Liu Yang was left behind as he leaned against the door, rubbing between his brows. He felt tired in his heart, but he still took a deep breath and walked out of his room.