In the room, Wu Lie's wound had already been stitched up.
He lay weakly on the bed. Wu Kunhu took out a medicinal pill and gently crushed it, placing it on his wound.
"This is a Consonant Flesh Elixir bestowed by the emperor. It's the best for knife wounds. In less than a day, the wound will heal," Wu Kunhu mentioned indifferently.
Wu Lie acknowledged with a soft grunt.
Wu Kunhu sighed. Although he could be considered invincible, what good was this strength against his own son?
"You shouldn't have infiltrated the Moon Praying Sect," he coldly stated.
"If Su Wen can enter, why can't I?"
"Then why is there no blood worm in Su Wen's head?"
Er… Wu Lie really did not know about this. He did not know how to answer.
The room was very quiet. After a short while, Wu Kunhu then asked in confusion, "Why did you save Su Wen?"
He had clearly seen Wu Lie's final act of standing in front of Su Wen.