Nian Shutong looked at the unconfident Master Huo, then at Lian Qing lying on the ground, and roughly understood what had happened.
"Thank you, Young Master Lian, for your assistance. I shall definitely pay a visit to your door later, but let's treat your young master first."
Nian Shutong's words were in line with Master Huo's intentions—his urgency was to treat his son.
At that moment, Master Huo's servant brought over a medical stretcher, and together with Master Huo, they lifted Lian Qing onto it and left the area first.
Nian Shutong also stood up and said to the crowd that had been drawn over: "Please do not disturb the scene. We have already called the police, and they will come to investigate."
"Okay, okay."
"Got it."
"Sure, no problem."
Everyone was quite willing to cooperate; many were curiously sizing up the person in the black cloak, wondering who he was and why they had never seen him in this neighborhood before.
A few minutes later, the police arrived.
