"We - " the Qushan Valley disciples muttered as they looked at each other. But, there was no panic nor fear that can be seen in their eyes. Instead, their eyes are filled with sadness and regret (since they can't do anything to help the Blind Assassin), as well as remorse since their abilities are not enough to treat the Blind Assassin's illness.
The Blind Assassin is their benefactor. Yet they can't even help him when he needs them right now. What right do they have to call themselves doctors when they can't even help a patient? Where is the 'cure for all' which is the Qushan Valley's motto that they are proud of? As disciples of the Qushan Valley, they felt very ashamed. They don't dare to raise their heads now and claim that they are disciples of the Qushan Valley. They now felt their faces burning in shame as they wore the uniform of the Qushan Valley. They really don't deserve to be the disciples of the Qushan Valley.
The author has something to say
Meng Xing: I am?
Jiang Xu: you are a wiza –
Gray dragon: that’s the wrong book!
Lin Ze: no one can stop me from seeing you, Meng Xing!