"This is all just what a disciple should do." Xu Wendong wore a humble smile, but there was an imperceptible hint of pride in his eyes.
Li Jiayin hurriedly spoke to Li Lingtian, "Father, there is a giant python lurking on Lake Heart Island. Back then, it was Lin, who fearlessly ventured onto the island to gather herbs."
"And there seems to be some sort of restriction over there. For the sake of collecting the Nine Profound Supreme Yang Grass, Lin's hand..." At this point, both of their gazes involuntarily turned towards Xu Wendong's palm.
Although he had applied a restorative Divine Medicine, Xu Wendong's palms still bore the burn marks from before.
Those marks were striking, each scar as if narrating the hardship he endured at that time.
Li Lingtian felt deeply moved, sighed gently, stood up, and slowly walked over to Xu Wendong.
