The battlefield was close to calming down, and Yongning Manor's people were in charge of dealing with the dead bodies.
Looking at the pile of Yongning Manor's Hidden Guards and Death Warriors' corpses, Duan Nian sighed. Even though all precautions had been taken, so many people had still been sacrificed.
He rubbed his temples and said, "Use Corpse Dissolving Powder on the enemy's bodies, pile up the bodies of our Yongning Manor, and burn them later, then bury the ashes in the back mountain."
"Has Miss Shen not returned yet?" Xuan Ying asked.
"Not yet," Le Zhao approached, asking worriedly, "Ay, how are you doing?"
Xuan Ying glanced at the wound on his arm and shook his head slightly, "It's just a flesh wound, nothing serious."
"A flesh wound is still a wound," Le Zhao said, "Come on, I'll take you back to treat it first."
Duan Yunfei looked around, frowned slightly, and said, "I'll go to the back mountain to find Qinglan."
