Deep in a cave, a snow-white large cat that was curled up suddenly let out a grunt and lifted its head, its eyes glinting green in the dim light, turning to look at Dongguo Shou who was sitting cross-legged in meditation.
A slow exhale could be heard within the cave.
The sound came from Dongguo Shou, as he exhaled a mouthful of stale air, suddenly feeling an urge in his heart, he slowly opened his eyes, tilting his head to look at the empty, tattered cloth on his right shoulder, where dry, black bloodstains remained.
The wound at the severed arm had long healed.
Though he lost an arm, the injury was far from being considered healed, yet his physical condition had recovered to a certain extent.
Though not to a level he was satisfied with, after calculating the time, he immediately gave up the idea of continuing seclusion, knowing the Battle of Great Pardon was nearing its end, and if he didn't emerge now, the Heavenly Court Team might lose its chance to win.
