Chapter 1142 Surprise Attack

• To Zuo Yiran, Mr. Howe was basically a living legend. His strength needed no hype—he had stomped Iga clan upper elites, and he was a bloodline prodigy. After decades of hard training, he was on par with her mentor. Yeah, talent really decides everything.
• And Mr. Howe could treat injuries too. He’d just rubbed a few botanical medicines on her, and the pain faded, comfort washing over her like a warm tide. At this rate, she might recover soon.
• Zuo Yiran had spent years slipping between primeval forests and mountain ranges. Small injuries were no big deal; she could handle them. But this time, the wounds were too heavy. She was out of options, and Mr. Howe’s methods felt downright otherworldly.