Lin Feng left the square and returned to the courtyard where he resided, arriving at Li Feng's room.
At this moment, Li Feng lay in bed, his eyes listlessly staring at the ceiling, with tears streaming down his cheeks.
With his cultivation crippled and his limbs useless, it would be unbearable for anyone to endure such a blow.
His two friends were by Li Feng's bed.
"Senior Brother Lin Feng, please come and talk to Senior Brother Li Feng!" one of them said with a concerned look upon seeing Lin Feng's return. "Senior Brother Li Feng hasn't spoken a word until now. I'm afraid he might be having dark thoughts!"
"Mm!"
Lin Feng nodded solemnly.
As he approached Li Feng's bed and saw his despairing eyes, and the rolling tears on his face,
Lin Feng's heart ached, feeling as though a heavy stone weighed upon his chest, making it difficult to breathe.
Had it not been for himself, Li Feng would not have ended up like this.
"Li Feng, I'm sorry!"
