Madness

“And given your current injuries, even though your normal rate of recovery might be astounding, but now the speed of your wounds healing should still be affected.” Shu Ruanyu glanced again at the spot where the long spear had pierced past. If that spear throw had been a little more accurate, or if Qin Wentian’s was just a bit slower in killing his opponent, he would have already died.

Qin Wentian’s recovery was indeed extremely powerful, the blood within his body gurgled, as his wounds had already stopped bleeding.

Qin Wentian glanced at the fourth-ranked weapon in his hands, what Shu Ruanyu said was true, attempting to use this weapon in his current state would indeed be an immense burden on his body. With a slight intention of his will, Qin Wentian kept the shadow lance, his actions causing Shu Ruanyu to be somewhat stunned.

She glanced at him as an arrogant light glinted in her eyes. “I’ll let you die knowing the truth. The man you killed, Zhu Sha, he was my aunt’s husband.”