Si Family.
Si Tu cried with swollen red eyes. Looking at his daughter's pale grayish face on the bed, and then at the solemn Qinglan Temple Master, his inner panic gradually magnified.
Qinglan Temple Master furrowed his brows, got up, and walked to the table to pick up the vermillion talisman pen.
"Temple Master, what's happened to Yue'er? You must save her. She's my only daughter; she mustn't be in trouble," Si Tu said while crying.
Qinglan Temple Master glanced at him, feeling some sympathy, and said, "Miss Si's life force is fading."
Si Tu's vision darkened, and he staggered back, "Someone, support me, quick."
Acha helped him, looking towards the bedridden master with worried, reddening eyes.
Si Tu fiercely bit his own tongue tip, the pain keeping him from fainting, and he rushed to the bedside, shakingly grabbing Leng Yue's hand, his voice trembling, "Yue'er, don't be like your mother, leaving your father without a word. If you do, Dad... Dad will die for you to see."
