He then walked around the landscape screen blocking his view and entered the quiet room.
Chen Xuanxing and Old Feng, both Superpower Level Martial Artists, were there. One paced with his hands behind his back, while the other wore a grave expression.
Several of the club's physicians bustled back and forth.
Lying on a bed against the wall was a middle-aged man whose face was a deathly shade of purple, as if he had been poisoned.
His eyes were shut tight, his breathing was faint, and he was on the verge of death.
His silver Martial Arts uniform was in tatters, revealing several deep gashes across his chest and abdomen.
But the most critical injury was a vivid, blood-red Palm Seal in the center of his sunken chest. The surrounding blood vessels were a dark, purplish-black, a clear sign of severe poisoning.
"Master Ge..."
Lu Chao's expression turned grim. He hadn't expected his condition to be this severe.
He then looked toward Chen Xuanxing and Old Feng.
