Magical hands to save master Qin

"Gu Chen, you're Gu Chen?" Master Qin looked at Wei Wuming with a glint in his eyes and sat up abruptly.

"I'm gu Chen, I'm back. " Wei Wuming said with a choked voice.

"Good, good, it's good that you're back." Master Qin finally came to his senses and said with tears in his eyes, but his eyes were full of joy.

"Right, who are these people?" After a long time, the Qin family master finally calmed down. He looked at the unfamiliar faces of the Grand Elder and the others and asked doubtfully.

"Master Qin, we haven't seen each other for so many years. How could you forget this old man? to think that I even poured you tea and served you well back then." The Grand Elder said with a smile.

Although his position in the black Zen supremacies was not low after the old supremacies 'death, he still kept to his duties. Decades ago, when the Qin family head came to visit his senior brother, he was still personally served by his Junior Brother.