Mengmeng knew Yang Jing was a brother whom Chen Yang trusted deeply, so as soon as Yang Jing spoke, she didn't say much and stopped.
Yang Jing smiled faintly, struggled to stand, and walked over to the Medicine Sect Master. As he approached, all the Medicine Sect members retreated in unison, eyes filled with intense apprehension.
"What do you want to do?" The Medicine Sect Master's expression was cold; though defeated by Mengmeng, he maintained a bit of a strong man's demeanor, standing his ground and coldly watching Yang Jing.
"I'm the one who stole the medicine. Naturally, I'll handle the matter myself. Sect Master, make your move." Yang Jing grinned; although injured, he still exuded a formidable aura like a fierce tiger.
"Do you think just because you have help, I'm afraid of you?" The Medicine Sect Master, upon hearing this, displayed a cold expression. As a sect master, he naturally had his distinctiveness, showing no fear despite Mengmeng's presence.
