"Eh, why is it you?" Ye Shikai was startled by Zi Yun, suddenly stepping back and knocking the back of his head against the bed frame.
"Hmph, why can't it be me?" Zi Yun replied with a sinking face and pouted dissatisfaction.
"Alright then, where are the others, and how come you're the only one left?" Ye Shikai shifted his body, the wounds on his chest and back causing immeasurable pain. Recalling the last time he was pierced through by the Soul Destroyer, Ye Shikai still had lingering fears—if the blade hadn't hit his right chest but his left...
"Okay, brother, don't move. I just applied medicine to you after the surgery; if you move, the wound will split open again." Zi Yun stepped forward, placing a hand on Ye Shikai's body to prevent him from moving.
According to Blade Spirit, the evil energy from Soul Destroyer was still lingering in Ye Shikai's body, and that half-baked fellow didn't even mention the consequences.
Blade Spirit grumbled: Who are you calling half-baked?
