"Who exactly is this person?"
Qin Tian watched Su Luo's retreating figure, his face filled with astonishment. He felt that with Su Luo's performance, he could compete with the top prodigies in Capital City. How could such a man be unknown and obscure?
But he truly didn't recognize him.
And had never seen him before.
Could it be that he was a prodigy trained by some hidden and powerful small place?
"Cough!"
Thinking thus, Qin Tian coughed up another mouthful of blood.
He dared not ponder further and quickly sat down cross-legged, circulating his inner strength to regulate the injuries within his body. Fortunately, he carried with him a few healing elixirs, which he swiftly took out, consumed, and began to digest the medicinal strength.
After some thought, Qin Tian also tossed an elixir to Li Jiangran.
"Thank you, Young Master Qin." Li Jiangran's face was filled with pain as he teetered on the brink of death, hastily grabbing the elixir and stuffing it into his mouth.