A few injuries and losses are nothing; anything that doesn't kill him will make him stronger.
"Oh damn…" Yang Xiao rubbed his left rib, feeling tears almost coming out from the pain, "It hurts so much…"
After a while, Yang Xiao finally lifted his head. An alien race girl was squatting not far in front of him, with her hand supported on her knee and her head resting on her hand, looking at him with a wise gaze.
"Sister, I was wrong. You're not dumb; I... I am the fool. Don't hold a grudge; let's team up from now on. I'll cover all your meals this year."
If it hadn't been for this girl today, he would definitely have failed. With his current strength, not even reaching Ghost Level, it was too much to fight a high-rank Ghost Level Angel Envoy.
