Black Iron Rank
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
When Xiao Lin opened his eyes, he discovered that he was already lying in Department Head Song's room. He shook his aching head vigorously in an attempt to recall his fragmented memory. Song Junlang had already brought the water glass over and gave it to him while lamenting guiltily, "it's my fault for causing you so much trouble this time. I'm really sorry."
"Could you at least start by telling me what happened? I remember practising with Cheng Ming at the time, and then I felt a murderous intent surging into my heart. I think that's the way to describe it, but anyway, I suddenly wanted to destroy everyone in my sight. I was really scared at the time, so I quickly told the others to leave. I don't know what happened after that."
Xiao Lin frowned and asked, "Is it the dragon blood's side effects acting up again?"