Lin Chen hadn't tasted such delicious food in a long time; it carried an emotional thread.
As night deepened, Lin Chen expelled a breath of turbid air inside his room.
Lin Chen used inner vision to observe his body; the recovery was surprisingly slow.
"Master, you should be content. Your recovery is already quite fast. If it were an ordinary person, they'd be crippled by such severe injuries," Little Shuai laughed.
"Moreover, Master, this injury isn't necessarily a bad thing; breaking down before rising anew, you should understand that," Little Shuai smiled faintly.
"Breaking down before rising anew?" Lin Chen paused.
Little Shuai laughed, "You possess the phoenix bloodline. Every time a phoenix is reborn it becomes stronger than before. Now, your cultivation has reached the God Realm. Even though your wounds are severe, once they heal, not even Yuan Tiangang will be able to intimidate you."
Recalling the humiliation of that day, Lin Chen clenched his fists tightly.
