Chương 225: Things Aren’t as You Imagined

"Who’s Fei Jie?"

"Who else has the surname Fei in the Council?"

"You mean old Fei?"

"That old monstrosity, yes." Having finished the preparations, Fan Xian called for a tub of warm water and washed his hands. Drying them, he told Yan Bingyun, "You were under torture too long. They damaged your meridians and greatly crippled your martial abilities."

After saying that, Fan Xian carefully observed Yan Bingyun’s face and discovered he was calm, as though he hadn't heard anything. Fan Xian couldn’t help but be impressed, and he was even more determined to make this seemingly haughty and aloof young man one of his companions.

"After we return, take good care of yourself. Your nails will eventually grow back. Your bones healed wrong. I’m going let that baldy from the Seventh Bureau break them again and reset them. And with my treatment on top of that, there’s no way you'll end up an old cripple like Chen Pingping."