Because he had been unconscious, he didn't know that Feng Wu had saved his life.
Mr. Lu asked, "How long have I been unconscious?"
Feng Wu said, "You've been unconscious since last night."
Last night… Mr. Lu calculated the time, and his expression turned ugly!
He grabbed his black-gold combat boots and put them on. His valiant appearance made him look like he was going for a duel!
"Where are you going?" Feng Wu looked displeased.
Mr. Lu shook his head. "A child like you shouldn't be concerned with that. What you should do is cultivate and strive to break through. You have to become stronger as soon as possible."
With that, Mr. Lu was about to rush out.
"Do you want to die?" Feng Wu stared at Mr. Lu and enunciated each word. "Your meridians are aging severely. Under normal circumstances, a Spiritual Saint shouldn't be like this. You have been taking Semi-Divine Healing Pills, right?"
