Footsteps echoed from the staircases, and the buttons of the elevator lit up. After all, the commotion on the ninth floor had startled many people.
Cheng Dongfeng quickly give Duan Tianhe a look, who merely quietly raised one finger in return. It meant: I'll help you settle this matter, but you'll only get one out of the three promised bottles of qi pellets!
Nonetheless, he went to help Cheng Dongfeng up after he saw him promptly shut his eyes with a face filled with agony. As he did so, Duan Tianhe discreetly released several breaths of True Qi with his palm to help Cheng Dongfeng steady his boiling body and blood.
When Cheng Dongfeng's complexion recovered, he laughed out loud. "Not bad, not bad! Jiang He, you could hold your own against me while I was holding back, and that ability of yours makes you the best youth in Xibei."
Even as he spoke…
Whoosh!