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Song Yuwei didn't know exactly what Qin Han had endured, but seeing Dugu Wushang and Zhong Yuanliang struggle to improve their martial arts, she figured Qin Han's progress hadn't been achieved overnight either.

Previously unreachable, as her social status rose, she came into contact with more people from the martial arts circle. A common saying among them was:

"Martial arts are difficult, as hard as reaching the blue sky!"

"Do you have any medicine?" Song Yuwei sat next to Qin Han and asked softly.

Qin Han gave her a reassuring smile, then pulled out a small medicine bottle from his clothes, shook it at Song Yuwei, and said, "See, I always carry it with me."

He then poured a Guiyuan Pill from the small porcelain bottle and took it.

He knew his own injuries. It was just a disruption of his internal energy, which would be fine after a few days of adjustment.