"Thank you, senior, for the life-saving grace." Liu Piao felt a profound sense of gratitude in his heart.
His own father was injured and unconscious outside.
If seen by a malicious cultivator, his father wouldn't stand a chance of survival.
An unconscious Golden Core cultivator was a great prize.
Unexpectedly, someone had brought her father back.
How could she not be moved.
Just then, the sound of hurried footsteps rang out, "Grandpa, grandpa."
Duan Qianrou, in a simple long white dress, had a bead of delicate sweat on her forehead, and appeared especially anxious.
"Your grandfather hasn't woken up yet." Liu Piao felt a sigh of relief seeing her daughter, "It was this senior who brought your grandfather back."
Only then did Duan Qianrou scrutinize Qi Yuan carefully.
Unfortunately, Qi Yuan was wearing a mask, so she couldn't see his face clearly.