บท 81: Duel’s Conclusion (Part One)

"Scholar Fang," Yu Jinqi said, standing from his seat and cupping his hands toward the elder of the Fang family. "Could you lower your barrier? I'd like to check on Brother Xiong's injuries," the young Alchemy Initiate said.

"Of course," Fang Muchen answered, snapping out of his thoughts and collecting his golden formation flags. "Please let us know how severe Brawler Xiong's injuries are."

Stepping up next to Wu Ling and Xiong Dahuo, Yu Jinqi looked in shock at the number of minor cuts and burns the brief battle had inflicted on Xiong Dahuo. "Brother Wu," the young alchemist said carefully. "You restrained yourself quite a bit didn't you?"

Around the banquet hall, several people stilled at the Alchemy Initiate's words. Wu Ling had restrained himself? The vicious storm or black birds and the relentless assaults by the fireball hurling Golden Crow had been the Aesthete's idea of holding back?