"Thank you for saving my niece Grandmaster Zaar; I would not forget the favor you have done to me," Old man said.
"Don't thank me yet, Grandmaster Maxwell; she is not out of danger yet," I said, and meta projections of her DNA have appeared.
"Her DNA barely able to merge with the mutation of her bloodline, the smallest thing could offset her, not to mention the damage her bloodline has suffered after the mutation, she would need rest and recuperate for at least three months before she could do any heavy-duty work," I said.
I also did not have to tell the old man the resources he was going to need to strengthen her bloodline. It is going to be a costly affair, but I am sure the old man and the organization behind him would be able to bear it, seeing what they have got from the misfortune.
