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Redakteur: EndlessFantasy Translation
"What?" Zhang Shizhao cried out in a low voice. Elder Yuan had always been focused on martial arts and medical skills, unlike him, who was entangled in worldly affairs. Therefore, in terms of strength, he was a few times stronger than him. For him to be injured, who exactly were these people?
"My Lord, I'm afraid Elder Yuan and the others won't be able to hold on for long. You have to gather people immediately to save them." Another young man appeared, nimbly dismounted from his horse, caught Yuan Zhen, and pleaded with Zhang Shizhao. They were all descendants of Golden Pill Sect and had grown up together in the courtyards of Heavenly Fragrance. They were as close as brothers. To see Elder Yuan injured made it difficult for others to resist holding back—they were burning with anxiety.
"Where are they? Take us there immediately," said Su Yizhi anxiously without waiting for Zhang Shizhao to respond.