"Patriarch, where are you? Patriarch!"
"Eldest Young Master!"
"Eldest Young Master! Where are you…"
"Patriarch!"
Du Fan, who was resting by the fire, looked at Patriarch Mu and smiled: "You are lucky. If you hadn't met my Master, it would have been difficult for you to survive."
Upon hearing this, Patriarch Mu smiled: "It is our blessing, as father and son, to have met your noble Master." Indeed, if they hadn't met them, how could they have had any chance of surviving?
"I see that both your injuries are quite severe, how can you leave the woods like this?" Du Fan fanned the fan in his hand gently as his eyes passed over the unconscious man.
