"Brother Tie, how are you?"
Gao Xuan supported the slumped Tie Yuan up, asking with concern.
Tie Yuan looked quite miserable, covered in blood on his face and body. Because the weather was too cold, the blood had frozen into strands and patches.
Tie Yuan's originally ruddy and honest face had turned a shade of steel blue, though it was unclear whether from the cold or from losing too much blood.
"I won't die."
Tie Yuan asked anxiously, "Brother, what about my master uncle?"
Gao Xuan smiled, "We're good friends. For Brother Tie's sake, I wouldn't strike a deadly blow. Your master uncle is hurt similarly to how you are, but he's fine."
Chen Siping was a powerhouse of the Mountain Character Sect, and killing him would result in a lot of trouble. Although Gao Xuan wasn't afraid, he didn't want to waste energy dealing with it.
