The next day, Lin Jingjing rose bright and early, changed into her uniform, and headed out.
No sooner had she left than Mo Xuan was brought back. Those people from the Fifth Corps were truly despicable.
They beat him so badly, yet they weren't even willing to spare a single Recovery Potion for him.
'Did they want Mo Xuan to die on his way back?'
When Feng He saw him, he immediately rushed over and checked his pulse. After a brief examination, his voice was choked with emotion. "Get him into a recovery pod! His vital signs are all extremely weak."
"A standard Recovery Potion won't be enough to heal him." Feng He stood and gazed at the unconscious Mo Xuan, his eyes turning icy.
The two soldiers who had carried Mo Xuan in hurried to take him away. 'Doctor Feng seems unusually terrifying today,' they thought.
'He's completely emotionless, and his voice is ice-cold.'
Upon arriving at the Assembly Hall, Lin Jingjing spotted Alderick in the crowd at a glance.
