1392: C1392 And I Was Right about That

C1392 And I Was Right about That

Assistant Pan couldn't control Han Zhen's temper, so he couldn't interfere.

Han Zhen walked into the building.

Assistant Pan clenched his teeth, suppressing the displeasure and anger in his heart. Assistant Pan finally knew why Wu Jianfeng looked so unhappy.

However, Assistant Pan was Zong Wenhsing's assistant and could call Zong Wenhsing directly.

Usually, due to Zong Wenhsing, very few people would dare to offend him.

This time, Assistant Pan had already deeply engraved Han Zhen's memory into his heart.

Han Zhen walked into the hall.

In the middle of the hall lay Meng Xuanming, his face pale and yellow. He looked extremely ill.

Beside him was White Man, who was wearing a red robe. Although he looked to be around fifty to sixty years old, he didn't look old at all. He held a copper bottle in his hand, which was filled with clear water.

Beside him was a man in uniform with a few contribution points on his chest. His eyes looked anxious, but his expression was calm. It was obvious that he had held a high position for a long time, and had concealed his emotions to the point where he didn't show them at all.

As for the others, they surrounded the two of them.

These two were naturally the High Priest and Zong Wenhsing!

"Mr. Grenfell, how is Meng Xuanming?" The uniformed Zong Wenhsing asked.

"Mr Zong, the patient's condition is extremely rare!" Grenfell also frowned slightly.

"Does Mr. Grenfell have any treatment methods?" Zong Wenhsing also came from a sharp background, so he was extremely concerned about the edge of the blade. As for Meng Xuanming, he was the most outstanding character in the edge of the blade. Zong Wenhsing was not willing to give up so easily.

Grenfell pondered as he walked around Meng Xuanming!

"This is the High Priest!" Heh Ying whispered to Han Zhen.

Han Zhen nodded, feeling weird about Grenfell.

This was because Grenfell gave Han Zhen a familiar feeling.

All of a sudden, Han Zhen was unable to figure out what it was.

Han Zhen put down that thought and his gaze swept across Meng Xuanming.

Meng Xuanming's body was skinny and he looked withered, as if he was on the verge of death.

This was also the reason why Sharp Blades' men were in such a hurry.

Han Zhen did not hesitate as the Genuine Qi s in his eyes rotated and a strong eyesight pierced through Meng Xuanming's body.

Meng Xuanming cultivated in martial arts and had forged his body with powerful inner strength. His flesh, blood, and meridians were all integrated into one.

Han Zhen had already used up a lot of Genuine Qi when he saw through Meng Xuanming's meridians.

However, this also verified Han Zhen's conjecture that there were no abnormalities in Meng Xuanming's body.

This also meant that Meng Xuanming's current coma was not the direct result of his battle.

"You're right!" Han Zhen said.

Han Zhen's voice immediately attracted the attention of others.

Zong Wenhsing frowned. Grenfell was in the middle of researching how to treat Meng Xuanming, and now was the critical moment, he asked, "What's going on?"1

Assistant Pan was infuriated. He had clearly explained the situation to Han Zhen and the others just now, but the moment he had entered, he had interrupted the High Priest's treatment. Assistant Pan immediately ran over and whispered to Zong Wenhsing, "Mr Zong, this is the leader of the sharp swords and sharp blades, Han Zhen!"

Zong Wenhsing's eyes shone brightly.

He was already dissatisfied with Han Zhen, but now Han Zhen still had the face to appear here and was causing trouble in front of Mr. Grenfell.

Zong Wenhsing was extremely dissatisfied in his heart.

However, after that, Zong Wenhsing regained his composure, "Let them not disturb Mr. Grenfell! No one is allowed to disturb Mr. Grenfell! "

Zong Wenhsing's voice was unquestionable!

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