'Indeed.'
Zhang Feng thought this was a good specimen to better study the issue of Evil Qi.
This talisman also had a peculiar structure.
"I can heal your injury."
To continue his research more effectively.
Zhang Feng chose to heal him.
"What?"
"Se... Senior...?"
The two heard Zhang Feng's words but couldn't follow the thinking of this master.
Just a few minutes ago, they were still ready to perish together with the 'antagonist.'
Yet now the master was going to save them?
They couldn't wrap their heads around it.
But there was excitement and gratitude, and they realized they seemed to have misunderstood.
After all, if they were said to be beaten to death, they would be beaten to death.
Their lives were in the hands of others.
Especially, from a Daoist's perspective, if the master really wanted to kill them and was as they thought, a minion of General Tao.
Then there was no need to learn about the senior brother's illness.
