The Root Cause of the Conflict

Zhu Yuan fainted, which was normal considering what had happened. Lin Xuan's punch was quite powerful, and in addition to the explosion of internal explosive energy, his injuries were compounded. Moreover, he had just been easily defeated in front of everyone, his self-esteem was also somewhat unbearable.

Fainting was the best outcome.

The first aid team rushed up to check on him. After two healing spells, his injuries had all healed. Although his wounds were still hurting, it was only the pain left behind by his nerves. It wasn't a big deal.

"Take good care of him."

Lin Xuan said to the lackeys that Zhu Yuan had brought with him. He left immediately. Before he left, he glanced at the two sisters. His meaning was clear — he wanted to talk to them.