An hour later, Peng Dugong woke up in the bed. He stayed still in his position trying to recall what happened to him. As if he remembered something bad, his face started turning pale and his body keeps on shuddering.

“You're finally awake” a calm voice of a young man sounded near him. Turning to the side, he saw Feng Shaotian sitting on the chair while drinking a cup of coffee.

Peng Dugong wanted to stand up to salute but was stopped. “There's no need for that, just rest and recover fast as your internal organs are heavily injured”

Peng Dugong stayed for a moment before nodding his head. Afterwards, his face frowned deeply and looked at Feng Shaotian as he want to say something.

“What is it?” Feng Shaotian asked.

“Master, your disciple's sister isn't curse...” Peng Dugong stated.

Feng Shaotian who was sitting on his chair took a sip of his coffee. He then put the cup down on the table before standing up from his seat.

“Forgive me my lord I-I...”

Feng Shaotian smiled faintly. “T