Thanks to Lu Yuan's affectionate efforts, Su Liyan's eyes slowly returned to their normal color.
Su Liyan rested shyly on Lu Yuan's chest, lifting his arm to look at the wound.
She said, "Dear, he hurt you. My heart aches so much."
Lu Yuan patted Su Liyan's back and said, "It's alright, it's alright..."
Seeing how emotional Su Liyan was, Lu Yuan had no desire to stay any longer.
He gave an order to the Mansion Guard beside him: "All those I defeated this afternoon are eliminated. Reward the last one with ten taels of silver. The rest should prepare for the handover to enter the mansion."
The Mansion Guard clasped his hands and said, "Yes, Young Nephew Master. We will see to it."
The Celestial Master on the stage felt the oppressive aura disappear and slowly got to his feet.
