"Brother Yan!"
Worried, Su Zimo arrived beside Yan Beichen in a flash and took out a few elixirs from his storage bag, stuffing them into Yan Beichen's mouth forcefully.
The storyteller tapped his finger gently and a divine light entered Yan Beichen's body.
Yan Beichen's injuries stabilized rapidly.
"He's fine, merely severely injured. Now that he got his revenge, the tension in his mind was released and thus he was temporarily knocked out,"
The storyteller said, "Given his bloodline, he only needs to recuperate for a few days and will recover mostly. Unless he commit suicide, it's difficult for the successor of the Fiend Emperor Hatred to die."
"His injuries are not external, but internal,"
The storyteller said meaningfully.
Su Zimo understood.
Yan Beichen's true injury was in his heart.