The Supreme Lord's face was pale, weak to the extreme, suffering such a severe injury, it was his first time!
Especially thinking about being seriously injured by a youngster like Su Han, the Supreme Lord felt increasingly unwilling, this was more infuriating than receiving a slap in the face.
"Su Han... you are destined to die! And destined to die by my hand!"
The Supreme Lord's face twitched, gritting his teeth, he ignored everything, and immediately closed his eyes to focus and adjust his breath.
Beside him, three warriors had their souls drawn out again, just like him, they were in a coma.
Now, they were nothing more than sacrifices for the Supreme Lord's healing.
Having not stayed long in the Capital City, Lin Meiyu fully invested herself into the operation of the Longevity Dining House, becoming increasingly busy, even more so than when she was in the family circle. Where would she find the time to pay attention to Su Han?
