"Meh…." Lord Meh Meh was exhausted, it was also weakened from excessive blood loss and the long and arduous battle had drained it mentally as well. Once it knew that the battle was over, it could no longer maintain its huge form and the next moment, it had transformed back into the small and fumbly little sheep. Drunk Lotus immediately reached out and brought it into his arms, not at all bothered by the blood that had stained his clothes.
Carefully, he used his sleeves to wipe off the blood from Lord Meh Meh's mouth and staunched the blood from the wounds all over its body with medicated powder.
The people that the Spirit Jade Palace Lord had brought along had also retreated to one side, they had suffered heavy casualties and were treating their wounds.
