The Fifteenth-Generation White Dragon

“Lu San… if your ninth generation is still insolent, we will definitely see each other again!!” Zhuque Ming said before he turned into a flame that was extinguished into the air at an unparalleled speed.

Leng San coughed up his blood again before he took a few moments to adjust his qi. His expression then returned to normal.

Ling Lun brought Ling Zhuyue to Leng San because Ling Lun knew that Leng San was the core disciple of the Department of Medicine and Apothecary, who could check her condition.

Leng San checked her pulse for a moment and sent in his qi to examine her in detail.

“She is very fine, just blacked out. Her small internal injury can be treated in three to four days. Luckily, Senior Ling could go in and help her in time, so she is only injured a little,” Leng San said.