Returning to the Heavenly Nether Sect, Li Jiayin was consumed with anxiety, her pace hurried as she wished she could immediately fly to her father, Li Lingtian's, side.
She rushed all the way, leading Xu Wendong toward the Sect Master's residence.
"What? My father is in closed retreat again?" Hearing the news from a few maids, Li Jiayin's face instantly became enshrouded in deep sorrow.
Her brows furrowed tightly, eyes filled with worry and anxiety.
The maids stood by, faces showing helplessness, softly informing her that Li Lingtian's condition was worsening, and without effective treatment, he might truly be in mortal danger.
Li Jiayin's worries intensified in her heart, her hands unconsciously clenching the hem of her clothes, as if this would alleviate her inner unease.
