Chapter 115 Sword, Come!

Seeing Ye Xuan bleeding, the Ninth Floorlord's face changed greatly. "Little friend?" Ye Xuan sat down hurriedly and waved his hand gently. "It's nothing." The Ninth Floorlord hesitated and then asked, "Little friend, what's going on?" Ye Xuan smiled bitterly. "Something went wrong during the practice. It's okay. It's fine!" The Ninth Floorlord looked quite weird. Practice? What kind of practice could cause bleeding from the eyes, nose, ears, and mouth! It was too horrible! Ye Xuan sat cross-legged on the ground and entered into his body. "Predecessor? Is it your doing?" No response. Seeing no response, Ye Xuan looked quite awkward. In the air, the white-robed old man from Cangmu College looked at the Ninth Floorlord. "You're from the Drunken Fairy Building?" The Ninth Floorlord looked up at the old man in white. "You are?" The white-robed old man said lightly, "What, you Drunken Fairy Building wants to interfere this matter to the end?"