"Seven days… are you sure that's enough time?" Zhuang Yuechan's eyes filled with heartache as she wet a handkerchief and gently wiped the wounds on Song Changsheng's body.
She hadn't expected things to get to this point. He was originally just supposed to fight on behalf of Luoxia City, but he'd somehow ended up as a finalist.
"My injuries aren't serious. The main issue is that the final blow consumed too much of my Spiritual Power. Seven days will be enough time. I just wonder who the Golden Crow Sect will send out."
The Golden Crow Sect's original finalist had been Zhang Yuheng, but he was defeated by Yinn Shang and severely injured. It would be impossible for him to recover in less than a month or two, unless he was willing to disregard his future and forcibly consume his own foundations.
That was almost impossible.
