Seeing Ximen Gong and Master Chen leave, Jiang Chen let out a cold laugh.
Then, without a moment's hesitation, he hurried down the mountain.
He returned to the Jiang Family.
Meanwhile, Ximen Gong and Master Chen returned to the Ximen Family with the Golden Healing Pill.
Carefully holding the bottle containing the Golden Healing Pill, Ximen Gong looked at his son, who was lying in bed with all four limbs crippled.
His heart began to pound with excitement.
'My son will be back on his feet soon. Jiang Family, I'll make you pay for this sooner or later.'
After all, the Jiang Family was responsible for all of this, and Ximen Gong harbored a deep hatred for them.
The Ximen Family had also lost so many of their experts at the Jiang Family's hands.
"Father, can I still be saved?"
Ximen Jianren's eyes were open as he looked at his father.
He didn't want to lie in bed like a cripple forever.
