After jumping off the window sill, this enigmatic night elf wrapped his black robe tightly around his body, walked out of the secluded alley, and blended into the crowds of people on the street, without being seen again.
"Eh! Eh!"
"Hey! Boy, wake up."
Am I... dead?
The young man who felt that he had just walked through the gate of hell found a "pop" sound on his face, as if someone was slapping him. When he opened his eyes slightly, he realized that this was not "as if".
But someone "really" slapped him.
So the young man stared at Old Woz, who was about to slap him next, and said, "What are you doing?"
"Well?"
Seeing that the boy was awake, Old Woz blushed and took back his hand, turned to the person behind him and said:
"Aha! I just said my method worked. Look! This kid finally woke up."
"Are you okay? How do you feel now?"
A white shadow suddenly jumped in front of the young man's eyes, completely blocking his vision.
"Who are you?"
Since the young man had just woken up from a coma, his eyes could not focus properly, and the other person was indeed too close, so the young man could not recognize this person immediately.
Upon seeing this, Old Woz shook his head and said: "It's over, this kid is stupid, I have to change the medical plan."
Ignoring Old Woz, the young man frowned and thought for a while before replying: "Uh... are you Bai Feng?"
The visitor looked at the young man and said with a slightly helpless tone: "Yes, is my impression in your heart really so weak? Verus, this must be the third time you have confirmed my name. How is your situation now?"
"
Bai Feng's slightly resentful tone made the young man sober up a lot. Seeing the tiger woman in front of him staring at him, he scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "I'm fine, but I'm still a little dizzy for some reason."
"Is that just it? Are there any other questions?"
Standing in front of the boy is the tiger man Bai Feng. Bai Feng is now wearing a white cotton shirt on the upper body and linen narrow-leg pants on the lower body. He is obviously dressed in regular clothes, which is far different from the previous appearance of a warrior god wearing silver armor.
, no wonder he didn’t recognize it at first sight.
"Uh... no... nothing."
In fact, there is another reason for the boy's slowness. He is used to being called around by people in this way and that. He suddenly feels a little uncomfortable being called by his first name. After all, most people call him either "boy" or "kid".
” or “Hey”, “that who” and other random pronouns.
The last person who directly called him by his name was Wu Gang, and the person who kept calling him "Verus, Verus" before that was still the girl he had agreed with.
Having said that, is a name really important? It is just a proper title for a specific individual, and its meaning is only to distinguish other individuals. If there is no need for distinction, then the name is nothing but a dispensable thing.
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This was a question that required deep thought. The young man stared and began to think.
"Uh? Are you okay?"
The young man thought so seriously that Bai Feng waved his hand in front of his eyes, but he didn't react at all.
"Sure enough, the brain is still broken? Can the brain be hurt after hurting the tendons? It's unheard of."
Old Woz shouted and looked back and forth on the young man.
"Strange, how is his hand..."
Old Woz noticed that the bandage on the young man's left hand showed signs of unraveling, but the binding method he used was unlikely to cause it to spread naturally. This was the self-confidence of Old Woz who had been practicing medicine for many years.
Did this kid dishonestly mess with the bandage just now? Old Woz guessed.
But according to his understanding of this young man, this child should not touch the injured area just because of a simple itching. Moreover, when he brought the tiger people over, the young man was in a coma with foaming at the mouth. Something was obviously wrong.
It is probably related to the problem on this hand, but in his experience, there is absolutely nothing to compare it with.
Worried that his lifelong reputation would be ruined, Old Woz ran up to the young man and checked the condition of his left hand.
"Uh? Old Woz, what are you doing?"
Old Woz suddenly took a big step and rushed in front of the young man, and grabbed his left hand and looked back and forth, which really startled him. Bai Feng consciously took a step back to make room for the hunchbacked old man.
After pulling off a section of the loosened bandage on the young man's hand, Old Woz pinched the pulse again. The smooth fluctuations in the muscles and veins made the experienced doctor's expression change.
The young man frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Boy, what's wrong with you? How did the injury on your left hand heal?"
Not only did the bruises on his hands disappear completely, but the damaged tendons on his left hand were also completely healed. Obviously, this was the result that Old Woz had expected, and it would take at least half a month to achieve the result, combined with medication.
In terms of resilience, this is incredible.
If the boy's inexplicable fainting could be explained by a lack of blood caused by blocked tendons, then his light-speed healing left hand left Old Woz with no excuses to explain it.
"Ha, it's okay, that's all. What's the matter... Bai Feng, do you have anything to do with me?"
The boy yawned and pulled his left hand back, then turned the topic to Bai Feng in front of him.
"You...forget it."
Old Woz frowned, and finally sighed and stopped pursuing it.
For a doctor, it is fulfilling his duty to heal the patient who has made a promise. Although the patient's pain is not entirely due to his own fault, as long as the result is achieved.
"I came here just to see you...ha, just kidding."
As the saying goes, he didn't go to the Three Treasures Palace for anything. Bai Feng would ask Old Watts to notify him as soon as the boy woke up. Of course, he didn't just want to visit earlier.
"My people want to see you, ah, they are here, Uncle Hei, Zhan Ya, Zhan Mang."
Bai Feng clapped his hands and shouted, and three tigers squeezed into the narrow door. The tall and strong tigers made the originally spacious medical room crowded.
"Uh?! He, they are your tribe?"
"Well, let me introduce to you. This is Uncle Hei, my master."
Bai Feng introduced the old man who walked in first to the young man. The old man was wearing a black robe and carrying a cane. His eyes were lively. However, this old man with a very energetic face was as hunched as a lobster. The hunched old Woz and him
Compared to one, it's almost as straight as a steel plate.
"These two are twin brothers, Zhan Ya and Zhan Mang. They are both my brothers."
If this old man is relatively normal, the two tall tiger men are a bit scary. Not to mention they are two meters tall, and the coarse cloth on their bodies is completely supported by bulging muscles. You can imagine that their whole bodies are covered with
Standing next to them, Bai Feng, who was already tall and tall, immediately looked like a cute little bird.
Of course, these are not particularly surprising things. Even the young man has seen people with broken spines. He has also fought against behemoths that are ten times stronger than these tiger men.
The key is their appearance. No matter how you look at it, they all look like a group of big cats!!
The three-cornered animal ears that stand up on their heads are covered with striped animal hair, and there are special openings in the back of their pants to reveal their long steel whip-like tails. The hair that should belong to animals is covered with those tiger-men.
On their bodies, the prismatic pupils make their eyes more mysterious and deep, and closer to those of beasts.
The young man's voice trembled slightly as he said, "He, are they all your tribesmen?"
"Well, I was afraid of scaring you at first. After all, our tiger-men's appearance is a bit too much for you humans... so I asked them to come slowly and prepare you mentally. Are you okay?"
At this time, Bai Feng's words had not reached the young man's ears. Now all he could think about was: Are these tiger men too hardcore? Are they all big cats that walk upright? How do they usually manage their hair? Male
Do tiger men shave?...and other weird questions.
Although he had seen a wolf-headed man before, the appearance of a tiger-man surprised him more than that of a wolf-headed man. If the physical characteristics of a wolf-headed man were more like those of a wolf, then the appearance of a tiger-man was more like someone with a similar face.
The upright tiger with a human face seems to be more rational than the wolf-headed man, but the tiger man is physically superior to the other.
Of course, these are not the main point, the main point is... the girl with cat ears that I have been longing for!! There is no cuteness in such a hardcore!
Because the young man had been staring for too long, the eyes of the tiger men in front of him also became strange. After realizing the change in the atmosphere, the young man quickly coughed and opened the topic: "So... what do you want to see me for?"
The old tiger man in black robe glanced at Old Woz who was watching the fun. Old Woz immediately said loudly and wisely: "Ah! I suddenly remembered that I still have a few medicines that I haven't brought, so I'm leaving now.
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"Hey! Don't leave..."
Being among a group of tigers, the young man certainly felt guilty, but the only one who could give him some psychological comfort, Old Woz, had already run away.
The older tiger man sat on the chair arranged with the support of the two young tiger men, while the two young tiger men stood next to the tiger man on the left and right like two door gods.
"Since His Highness Bai Feng has already introduced me to the old man, I won't say much more."
The young tiger man spoke fluently in common human language as soon as he spoke, which surprised the young man.
Orcs generally don't learn human languages at all. Even the human lingua franca spoken by Bai Feng, who has received elite education, actually has some accents of orcish Husu language, and the human lingua franca of this black-robed tiger man
It's extremely authentic, very close to the tone of the Noah's Imperial City.
In other words, this elderly tiger man may have been to the Imperial Capital before, or he may have had a language teacher from the Noah Imperial Capital.
Of course, these are just the results of the young man's random guesses. In short, this old man must have been a noble orc. After all, ordinary orcs who are busy with wars and hunting do not have the time to learn the languages and cultures of other races.
"In fact, I am not only Bai Feng's master, but also her uncle. The main reason I came here this time is to see with my own eyes the human being who can defeat my proud disciple, the new champion of the Grand Arena."
Although the older tiger man has a more serious expression, his words are very kind and he has the demeanor of a dignified elder.
"Well, I actually lost? Do you look at me like I'm a winner?"
The young man was relieved that he was not here to challenge the enemy, but he did not dare to take on Bai Feng's title of grand arena champion.
The victory over Bai Feng was completely due to luck, and Bai Feng also acted recklessly. If this tiger woman had shown her true ability from the beginning, it would have been completely impossible for him to win.
"You don't have to be modest. We tigers have our own decisions about winning or losing. Besides, the injuries on your body were sustained to save His Highness. We will always remember your kindness."
In fact, the seemingly domineering Khajiit tribe is not a race that strives for victory. They attach great importance to honor, and it doesn't matter whether they win or lose for the sake of honor.
In the eyes of the Tiger people, as long as they are better than themselves, no matter whether they are enemies or friends, they are worthy of respect.
After thanking the young man for his kindness in saving Bai Feng, the older tiger man also praised: "And you can master many secret arts at such an age. You are really a hero. In the future
The future is boundless."
Bai Feng naturally told the old man the details of the game, and because Bai Feng added a lot of... subjective judgments, the old man had a high level of understanding of this human boy he had never met before.