Although he didn't know why he felt so impassioned by Yang Fei's words, Hu Lizhong, after all, was over forty and relatively steady by nature.
He tried to calm himself and reminded Yang Fei, "Brother Yang, the base at Yunwu Mountain is heavily guarded now, and we don't know how many experts are inside, let alone the possibility of numerous strong individuals from the Hidden Sect. You've just recovered from serious injuries, so is it really a good idea for us to go back there now?"
Yang Fei gave him a look and nodded, "Yes, Old Hu, just wait here outside, and act according to the situation. I'll go alone."
Hu Lizhong immediately said, "Brother Yang, that's not what I meant. If you insist on going, how can I, Hu Lizhong, not accompany you? I'll follow you to the death. I'm just reminding you that it might be very dangerous there right now. And your injuries..."
Yang Fei interrupted, "I've completely healed."
"What? How?" Hu Lizhong was dumbfounded.
