As he watched the three of them leaving as if no one was around, Skylink Monarch trembled as he held the bone-deep wound on his arm. It was not out of fear, but out of anger. His whole body trembled with anger.
"Didn't you say that you are confident enough to deal with Feng Jiu and the others? Why did we lose so miserably tonight? Just look at my place, there are fires everywhere, and they left just like that. We have really lost face!"
Skylink Monarch said angrily and glared at the Black Lotus Monarch. Then he snorted heavily and turned around and shouted at the middle-aged man who had followed behind him: "What are you still looking at? Can't you see that my arm is injured? Go and get medicine to stop my bleeding quickly!"
The middle-aged man was scolded for no reason, but he didn't dare to show any anger. He just responded, then asked his Monarch to return to the palace to apply medicine and bandage his wound.
