Fifteen minutes later, aside from the completely destroyed remains of Jian Zhesi, eight bodies lay quietly on the ground, and an unprecedented silence filled the scene.

Xiao Feng and the others were all wounded, looking rather disheveled, but compared to those lying on the ground never to wake again, their current mess was nothing at all.

"Dong... Dong... Dong..."

The sound of three distant bells faintly rang out, as if coming from the Anping Temple at the foot of the mountain, likely serving as a lights-out signal.

Telling the monks, the time has come, they should go to sleep.

It must be mentioned, the last three people's desperate counterattack before dying was truly fierce, almost overturning Xiao Feng and the others.

"If these guys had been fighting to the death from the start, we might not have ended up like this, right?" the little girl said with lingering fear.

Xiao Feng didn't reply, but he internally agreed with the little girl's perspective.

If these people had started by taking drugs and then used a life-for-a-life tactic, some of their own might have been among those lying on the ground now.

But thinking it over carefully, this was the most normal development.

These people came to complete a task, whether for fame, profit, revenge, or to prove themselves.

Regardless of the reason, since they had something they desired, they wouldn't fight to the death unless absolutely necessary, unlike those few who come in guns blazing like Blackie.

"Can you still fight?" Xiao Feng looked at Su Yuzhuo.

"Depends on the kind of fight. If it's another round like this, definitely not," Su Yuzhuo honestly replied.

By this point, everyone's condition was rather dim.

Even the little girl and Lu Yao, who weren't visibly injured, felt a bit weak, the exhaustion was indeed quite severe.

At this moment, Sun Zhong came out of the kitchen with a pot of chicken soup, calling Xiao Feng and the others over to have some.

"Wow, it smells great!"

The little girl's eyes lit up, shaking off her previous slump, becoming full of vitality.

Everyone drank a bowl, recovering some of their consumed energy. Obviously, there were medicinal herbs added.

Still, in terms of effectiveness, it was no match for when Xiao Feng added thousand-year-old ginseng to the dishes.

"You're too stingy," Xiao Feng looked disdainfully at Sun Shijie, grumpily saying, "This effect is really bad."

Sun Shijie bitterly smiled and explained, "It's not that I'm being cheap, unwilling to use good medicine; it's just under the current circumstances, it's unsuitable to suddenly boost it dramatically."

"Why's that?"

"If uninjured, using medicine to quickly restore stamina is fine; even if there's a side effect, it won't affect the roots, but injuries are different. Large supplements can easily disrupt vital energy."

Pausing, Sun Shijie continued, "The most direct manifestation is a false appearance of rapid recovery, which is shortsighted, only seeking immediate benefit. Unless absolutely necessary, I don't recommend it."

Xiao Feng looked dubious, suspecting this old guy was talking nonsense with a straight face, finding a reasonable excuse for his stinginess.

Previously, Zhao Guo'an had mentioned, a significant part of Chinese medicine is bluffing, much like fortune tellers roaming around.

After a bunch of baffling chatter, once you're caught up in it, no matter what happens next, they can justify it.

"Lu Yao, did you understand?" the little girl curiously asked.

"Sort of,"

Lu Yao uncertainly said, "According to this explanation, it's like running all hardware in a computer, such as the CPU and graphics card, constantly at full load or even overclocked.

From the outside, you can't see anything, only hear the fan roaring, but when the hardware burns out and starts smoking and blacking out, by then it's too late to fix."

The little girl nodded, indicating understanding, then poured a bowl of chicken soup, energetically ran to Xiao Feng, handing over the soup, "Xiao Feng brother, have some more, it tastes pretty good."

Xiao Feng did not reject the little girl's kindness, took the soup and drank it down, the taste wasn't great, but it was drinkable.

Perhaps the little girl, having lived through tough times, had her standards for judging food drop sharply. What tasted ordinary before, she could now enjoy greatly.

This made Xiao Feng feel some guilt, thinking that once this was over, he should take the little girl out for a good meal.

And just then, an untimely voice emerged.

"Pffft..."

Zhao Guo'an couldn't resist and started laughing again.

"What's your problem?" the little girl frowned, "Always laughing out of nowhere, what's so funny?"

Zhao Guo'an laughed so hard tears almost came out, slapping his thigh, saying between laughs, "Haha, I... I just remembered an old ad I saw as a kid when I saw you bring soup to old Xiao."

"What kind of ad?"

"Just... it's just... hahahaha..." Zhao Guo'an was laughing forward and backward, short of breath, making one doubt if he might run out of breath altogether.

The little girl's face darkened, "Can you talk properly?"

"I can, I can."

Zhao Guo'an hurriedly replied, wiping tears from the corners of his eyes, saying, "The ad was of a little chunky kid, carrying a basin of foot-washing water to his mom, then said 'Mom, wash your feet.'"

"..." The little girl.

This guy's level of insanity is truly surpassing what little imagination she had left.

However, Zhao Guo'an was just getting started on his path to courting death.

After explaining the ad, he immediately said, "Also, if you had fed old Xiao the soup with a spoon just now, it would have been even better."

"What exactly are you trying to say?" The little girl was a little impatient, eager to whip this guy to death.

"Have you read Water Margin?"

"Yes, I have."

Zhao Guo'an laughed heartily again, "There's a classic scene there, once I say the line you'll remember, the line is..."

Xiao Feng had already had enough, took off the other shoe, and tossed it straight over.

"Bam!"

Zhao Guo'an, just having said "Da Lang," let out a cry of pain and fell straight to the ground.

"Say, when can your childhood sweethearts arrive?" Xiao Feng asked Su Yuzhuo.

Su Yuzhuo frowned, "Do you really have to put it like that?"

This sounded like a couple having a quarrel.

However, before Xiao Feng could reply, three figures appeared outside the courtyard.

Speak of Cao Cao and Cao Cao appears, the three who appeared at the gate were Uesugi Yumi, Belock, and the childhood friend Xiao Feng had just mentioned, Iwakami Shigehiro.

As soon as Iwakami Shigehiro appeared, he looked at Su Yuzhuo with concern, nervously asking, "Oto, are you okay?"

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