Chapter 3 – 147 Losses (2/2)

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Once again he felt his back, i froze for a oodwill he felt towards his benefactor had quickly disappeared That person directly dragged him over, otherwise how could his back bled like this

Hethought to hi realised that in his right hand he was clutching so down in doubt, he was surprised to find a small, fine work of porcelain in his hand

What is this? This was definitely not his, for the only things that Kai Yang oere the clothes on his back and his broom How could he have this?

The s Kau read it out: “Blood Clotting Crea knew of this

This was the school’s creah it was ordinary, its effects were very good Generally, disciples will carry one bottle around for eistics,was very expensive

Ten points of contribution was the bottle’s cost!

Howfor a month? He can only earn ten points, in other words, this one bottle’s worth was equal to one month of work for him

Who was it? At thishad towards this person was reduced greatly, but as he ain He had already come to this Tower for three years, three years Within this tiotten used to the lack of compassion between disciples But today, for this person to leave behind a bottle of blood clotting creainally, he had thought all the disciples were cold-blooded people

Perhaps this bottle of crea currently, he desperately needed it

There was a saying, dripping water is grace, is hard to forget even when one’s teeth fall out!

(TLN: Meaning one small kindnesswas both grateful and tried to re harder to rerance lingering around

“Was thisdown and straightening his clothes, he carefully put the bottle away Kai Yang re-picked up his broom and commenced his work

Inside and outside all were swept, then at ed his tired and hungry body back to his hut

The ’s battle wounds had yet to be treated Even when Kai Yang was starving, he could only endure First treat the injuries then deal with the hunger

Taking off his clothes, he then carried over a tub of water to wash his body If so’s body, they would cry out in shock

Kai Yang’s bones, along with his ribs were all clearly visible It was clear that his body didn’t have much flesh on it and lacked nutrition There were also bruises and scars littering his body everywhere There was practically no place that wasn’t scarred

Every five days he was challenged, every time he lost, every time he was knocked unconscious When old injuries had yet to fade, new ones were added Switching to any other person, they would be unable to tolerate this pain, but Kai Yang did Not only did he bear with it, but he continued his daily sweeping, not letting those injuries affect him