But the next second, his face quickly darkened again.
"Regain what face? I've never lost anything."
Master Liudao Yuan hummed softly, turning his face away.
Lu Yuan stood up and opened all the tightly closed curtains in the room. Only then did he get a good look at Master Liudao Yuan's current condition.
He was sitting in a wheelchair, his right arm grotesquely twisted. Flesh hung loose, revealing a dense network of power cables underneath. Some were even broken, with blue sparks sporadically flickering from them. The left leg of his pants was empty; his artificial limb was missing. It seemed he was also hurt in the chest; his clothes were still soaked with blood.
Feeling Lu Yuan's gaze, Master Liudao Yuan smirked and said, "There's nothing to see, just two broken prosthetics. I already sent Liu Si to get some replacements. Those two toads each got kicked hard by me. They probably aren't better off than me. I'm sure they're vomiting blood right now..."
